Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-28298302-20160824003414/@comment-27669385-20160903214929

Mistleaf pressed her muzzle to Smokefall's shoulder. "I'll be back in a moment." She meowed, padding over to Thistletuft.

Thistletuft sighed. "What do you want?" He meowed.

"I feel funny," Mistleaf explained, ignoring the cranky old tom. "My stomach feels weird and I'm tired and dizzy."

Thistletuft frowned and prodded the she-cat's flank. "Given your symptoms, you're pregnant or you hit your head and ate a rotten mouse."

Mistleaf twitched. "I didn't hit my head or eat a rotten mouse."

Thistletuft shrugged. "There's your answer. Now, you've interrupted me."