Wind in the Willow

Willowpaw's ears flattened and he bristled at Aspen's outburst. "They're not Windclan so really not my problem!" he snarled, tail lashing angrily. Windclan had enough mouths to feed without worrying about some lost kittypets. "Maybe you should just run home to whatever twolegs you came from since clearly you can't handle yourselves." Clearly not interested in debating further than that, he turned and pushed his way out of the grass. Irritated by all the goings on, he decided he'd gladly take whatever potential punishment awaited from ditching Whitekit than deal with these kittypets any further. "Whitekit, I'm leaving. Either get out here or find your own way back." he snapped over his shoulder.