I'm not a tattle-tit.

“Don't be a baby, everyone loves you, because you're perfect. Dad said i’m a disappointment and a coward!” he yelled, forgetting for a moment that he was injured, and kicking the stick, hard. He yelped at the pain, seeing red. He pounced on the stick, trying to rip it apart, only to fail miserably.

He growled angrily, wings hunched defensively over his back as he kicked the stick again - not with his injured paw this time - and turned and marched away. He was too angry and upset to keep talking to Azure, and he didn’t understand how he kept getting so angry. He didn’t think he had ever been so mad in his life. Why was it always Azure that got under his skin so bad? He wanted Azure to like him, to be his friend, but he also hated him so much that he wished he could just… just bite him!

-exit?-