Wasps in a Hail Storm [c]

Her tail lashed left and right, unlike Hailpaw, she made no attempt to hide the rising fur initially, recoiling away harshly when she felt his tail brush past her and had to fight off the urge to strike back. Eyes narrowing, she stared piercingly at the tom before flickering her eyes elsewhere at a sudden realization. Her fur was forced back down. Though the damage has been done.

"Good luck with that." She too needed a well-deserved amount of away time from the tom, she had underestimated him and made the whole day rather humiliating. An unfortunate event to let that tom humiliate me. Hopefully her mother will not hear about this.