Fleetpaw got away from the fox and followed her sister into the apprentices' den. She cast a glare over at her sibling. She had almost been killed for Viperpaw's petty adventure. Her eyes flashed briefly, but she tried to remain calm. Her heart was still pounding, and she felt dizzy. The adrenaline had pushed her home, but it seemed like the fox had given up the chase a long time ago.
"You could have gotten us killed," she whispered to her sister. Her eyes were narrowed. She barely knew what to think of Viperpaw anymore. She knew that her sister got in trouble a lot, but there was no way she could tell on her about this without getting herself into trouble too.