Bliz flicked his tail, he had been waiting for what felt like forever for Storm to show up. He'd promised to meet Bliz at the bridge, and now he was taking forever to show up, what does he even want from me? Bliz thought. At last, the grey pelt of Storm appeared on the bridge. "Took you long enough" Bliz hissed. "Hey! Just because I like to talk with the mortals doesn't mean you get to be rude to me" Storm said, as though he'd read Bliz's mind. Bliz didn't like the way that he knew Storm's connection with the mortals was the reason the two currently weren't on the best of terms. "Why do you want to talk to me?" Bliz asked, he hadn't been to sure why he'd been called here. "You don't know why? Why don't you take control of that tribe of cats who worship you! They've been killing cats left and right! Get them under control!" Storm hissed, Bliz had figured that he'd be upset by it, but he didn't see any reason to come and bother him with it! "How about you stop hanging around with the mortals then! There's no reason for it!" Bliz hissed. "Y'know what, I'm never talking to you again, Bliz! Goodbye!" Storm hissed after awhile of arguing, the tom quickly turned and left the bridge to go who knows where. "I hope you die!" Bliz screeched after him, his tail lashing. Bliz turned around, leaving the bridge, maybe one day he would regret those words, but right now, he didn't, not one bit...
