Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-27038405-20160406161008/@comment-33008190-20160411044926

Tyron led Winterpaw to a secluded spot and started on right away.

"So, I am Tyron, and to start things off, let me tell you--"

Winterpaw cut him off with a yawn, then some lazily meowed words.

"Look, dude Tyron guy yo, I know where I am. The Darl Forest. And I know any plans you have are so EVIL AND CRUEL AND OH MY MIGHTY LORD ITS SO AWFUL and then I faint. So why don't you cut the p--excuse my language-- mouse dung, and just direct me off to Starclan and do your evil mastermind business elsewhere. You're not using me."

Tyron stomped angrily. "Do not speak to me like that! You rotten, stupid young cat. I have been here longer than you know. I, Tyron--"

"By the way, what's up with the name? Like, Tyron sounds like some mad old a Kittypet, not at ALL like a deadly Dark Forest Warrior. You sound more like...a wannabe gangster. Anyways, I don't care about you, so I'm just gonna go now, mister weird name. Isn't it a weird name Puff?"

"Chip Chao Maf ga RA too!"

Winterpaw laughed at the huge-everythinged animal and turned around to leave.he didn't bother looking back st Tyron's expression.

He just pushed through the scary dark trees and plants, calming himself and trying not to look scared, as he headed off back to where he arrived.

And this time he would go right, the right way, to Starclan and happiness and easy lazy fatso life.

--//

Tyron was not done. ''No! My subject has come here, and he will not be gone that easy. I WILL get what I want. So maybe I can get him with the old fashioned way...''

He laughed, stalking back towards the clearing of cats slowly, but SITLL being unseen.

By causing a war