The black fae narrowed her dusty blue eyes, tail lashing. "I don't need 'tending to', scars are scars." She bared her inscissors crossly a growl forming in her throat, "And you can just TRY to train me." She hissed, ebony fur bristling. Moonwraith unsheathed her claws, cruel bloodthirst glinting in her eyes. "Decendant of the Great Tigerstar, eh? Well my ancestor beat the snot out of yours....Scourge took all of his nine lives in a single flick of his claws.....I wonder if ancestory could affect things today...." She meowed silkily, a crooked grin growing upon her visage.