Xander inspects Splotch for a moment before lashing his claws out, raking her across the cheek. He slams into her and pins her down. "You imbecile. Already insulting this cat? You deserved to be nearly killed, really." Xander raises his head and calls over two toms, a pure black tom with green eyes and a white tabby tom with yellow eyes.

"Take her to the cells. She is needed in camp no longer," Xander tells the toms unemotionally. The toms nod and haul Splotch away. What are the cells? I wonder.