She padded after the tom, her ears alert, her claws sheathed, silent. He paused, scenting the air, he wasn't sure. She launched herself forward, pinning him against the willows roots, she unsheathed her claws into his pelt, their eyes met, "Sorry," she snarled, "You got in the way." she launched forward, her teeth met his throat, blood gushed into her mouth,she tore back, a gaping hole, blood dripped, "W-Why... Why SquirrelTail?" he jerked and went still, she dragged the body to the stream, dropping him in, the water turned scarlet with blood, she washed her paws, and padded away, Tail high.
