Ashfur's eyes burned into her skin, it felt like hot coals were being smothered against her ginger fur. She stood strong, not paying any mind to the true fires that burned around them, lapping at the groups paws. Ashfur seemed to be waiting, silently waiting for an apology from her for driving him this far. For her to beg for him to take her back, that for once he was all that she wanted and needed.
Graciously, she read the situation, her white paw first she stepped closer to the tom, her eyes never moving from his stale blue ones. suddenly they dropped and tears fell from her eyes. "I'm sorry Ashfur, I'm so sorry." she choked out, rubbing her head against his chest comfortingly.
He took a step back in shock his eyes narrowed, glancing up to where her kits stayed. the three full grown cats watched in shock, as there mother coddled their attacker. "Sorry for what?" he hissed, his claws sliding out.
"I'm sorry," she wept. "for this."
she pushed him into the fire that surrounded them, and tada, she wasn't really crying. she was gr8 at acting and everyone lived happily ever after.
also yay, he went to the dark forest foR TRYING TO MURDER HIS CLANMATES AND HIS LEADER.