It wasn't the best move (OPEN)

After her quarrel with Frostedgaze, Vixenheart still felt guilty. Extremely guilty. She kept hearing her own voice in her head throwing insults at her. Why had she done this? She tried to regain her calm posture and demeanor as she padded back into camp, putting on a normal, small smile in attempts to make others think she was fine when she wasn't, and the smile was obviously as take as any fake smile could be. She sat by the opening of the warriors den, signing. What was Frostedgaze doing now? Spreading rumors about the awful SkyClan cat that had scratched her muzzle and crushed her heart? Vixenheart wanted to give her own self a scar on her muzzle. Then she really would know how Frostedgaze felt.