Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-27669385-20160930010612/@comment-27039035-20161117031309

"Liar!" Chubs narrowed his eyes. "I can see through you." He gained a bout of confidence and stepped towards her. She was only a breath-length away now. "You don't smell like death . . . and you don't look like a monster . . . but I still think you're hiding something." He quickly wondered what other rumors were false. "Is it true that clan cats kill the runt of every litter? And roll in dung to disguise their scents? And save the heads of their enemies as battle trophies?"