[beau]

Wolfpaw flinched up, the top of his head colliding with what he presumed to be Goldenpaw’s chin and immediately pain radiated from the impact site. He turned back to his target just in time to watch it flee into a nearby bramble wall, safe from capture. Dang it. He shook his head, trying to shake off the headache from bumping heads with Goldenpaw and properly sat up to look at the intruder on his hunt. “I was trying to catch a cricket - you scared it off.” He was slightly irritated, but wasn’t quite sure how to infuse it in his tone so his sentence was more matter of fact than anything. He hadn’t spoke to many agitated cats, so he wasn’t sure how to express it other than a twitching tail.

[ @Quasar ]