Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-24038939-20160320153749/@comment-27823669-20160320221942

Birchpaw quickly glanced around. The brown she-cat screeched, racing up the slope with Frostfeather close behind. Swiftfoot and Flowerpaw, who had just arrived, drove back the white tom. The ginger rogue staggered to his paws. "We surrender!" He called. Birchpaw strolled up and slashed the rogue's muzzle. "Just cause." Birchpaw mewed casually.