Birch stared at Dark Storm, a twige of....Was it Fear?No.Regret?Maybe.She suddenly glanced down at her side, where her sisters red and brown pelt crumbled.Rage light lighting suddenly filled her, and she whirled around to face Dark Storm, sparks of fire leaping from her pelt.Her eyes narrowed, her pupils changing to a cat like slit, almost impossibly turning blood red.Blood dripped from her fangs.She took a step forward, as if possessed."You think you can beat me so fast,"Her voice dripping likepoisoned honey."You wrong,"The words rolled of her tongue as gentle as a breeze."You should fear me,"Her head lifted from the shadows, her eyes still like before.She let out a snarling laugh,"Fear me Dark Storm!"She howled.