Soul found himself staring off as she left without him saying a word. He offered up the lengthiest of howls, which turned into a snarl so fierce your fur felt like it would tremble off your pelt. "Stupid girl..." he spat, then felt his wolfish snarls turn into a grin. "We may have settled the debate, but I am far from done with your clan..." he said to himself. "For every time you have underestimated me... I will take the eye of one of your<br/>pack-mate's, as you have stolen mine..." he spat viciously to himself "...Just to be fair." then meandered off to his clan.<br/><br/>FrostTooth, the smart little wolf who spoke with SnowHeart but a few nights ago... pawed out of some near by brush and frowned. "I have a bad feeling about what might happen, Snow..." he said to himself. "Our clan too... maybe, I should tell mommy about what is going on..." he wondered to himself, then slunk his sneaky little self back to home.<br/>--<br/>StormBlood watched as the Snowheart came back from her place in the protectors den, her eyes filled with triumph. Storm thought maybe she should do something... but she just lay her head back down and sighed. "What did you do SnowHeart?...." she mumbled quietly.