Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-26832013-20160816011538/@comment-27669385-20160817175059

Bramblepaw stood up and yawned, a choked sound escaping his mouth as he took in his surroundings. It was dark. It was stinky. It was creepy.

Whoever was in charge of decorating StarClan needed to be exiled. Immediately.

"Yeesh. This is horrific." He muttered, hopping over a pile of soggy leaves.