Cunningheart, on her own side of the border, snarled at Tigerpaw. She knew she was outnumbered, and she knew that not even Sinface would help her here - they all resented her.
Cunningheart looked past Lokistar at Tigerpaw.
"I curse you," she spat at the young apprentice.
"By the Blood of Scourge, by the ones Below, misery will live in your pawsteps." She spat past the border and said,
"Not even STARCLAN," she spat the word, "Can lift this curse!"
She glared at the apprentice and hissed,
"I swear this, I will be your
DEATH! I will have your
teeth!"
With that said, the Abyssclanners took the now more-mangled body of Whitepaw, Cunningheart spinning on 'heel' with a smug grin, and vanishing from view, taking the hidden paths that only Abyssclan knew.
OOC: She is goooonnnne... what an evil she-cat.