Talk:The Stream/@comment-5488450-20121103000842/@comment-4312567-20121103025628

"The fighting side of you? You don't want ot see the fighting side of me. All this time, I've been restraining myself... If you want to, I could kill you from here."

Mistshadow's black eye turned bloodred, and for a moment Stormfire thought she could see her father's pelt matted with the blood of all the cats he had killed. Mistshadow had never entered a battle and let the other cat live to tell the tale. She shuddered. The last time she had seen Mistshadow like this, was when a Clan leader had tried to kill him while he had been sitting on the other side of a border. The Leader didn't live to tell the tale, but Mistshadow hadn't killed him. Instead, he had been protecting him from another cat, but the leader had tried to kill him from behind, and the cat had leaped at him from in front, so all he had done was step aside and let the cats maul each other before they realised what had happened.

She shuddered at the thought of what would happen.