"Stop lying to me!" Stormfire hissed, his voice just on the verge of being a screech. "You're acting no different from the time I was your apprentice. Just tell me the truth!"
Tornstar was silent, staring at Stormfire with icy eyes that betrayed nothing.
Stormfire felt a wave of heat course through him as new anger kindled in his heart, rapidly growing into an inferno. He stalked toward Tornstar, fur spiking with rage, claws unsheathed, his eyes shooting lightning. If looks could kill, he probably would've dropped everyone in the forest.
"You had better start talking," Stormfire growled, his voice no more than a dangerous, strained whisper. "Because I think I'm beginning to reconsider Lionclaw's offer."