Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-26046797-20160524193814/@comment-24038939-20160524223742

Fawnsong stalked over to Waspstrike, claws unsheathed. "No," she hissed coldly, "I will not fall for your petty attempts at manipulation.

"Now," Fawnsong bared her teeth, turning towards the kits, "we're in the Dark Forest. We're all evil, evil, cats. You're safe nowhere."