Spiderthroat
The Calico stood there for a few moments, absolutely dumbfounded. He paid absolutely no mind to the Warrior who was currently trying to insult him. If he listened he felt as though he would grow to be as dumb as they were.
Icy hues flickered with disbelief and absolute, burning, anger. Everything he was just saying, everything he was pondering about was just tossed out the den entrance. He poured his heart into his observations and yet she simply yelled at Dogbark. Not a single glance at him, nor a piece of attention to his words.
It made Spiderthroat want to rip Aspenstar's throat out.
His head hurt, it felt full. Claws clutched the dirt below him. He felt as though he was vibrating where he stood. He wanted blood, he wanted violence. He let out a huff, snarling. Instead of acting on what he wanted, he simply lashed his tail, turned around, and padded out the entrance.
He needed to walk, he needed to cool off. Mentally...and probably literally. It felt as though he was steaming.