by WinterWanderer » Mon Nov 25, 2013 12:41 pm
"We have a cat in training." He said simply.
"Poison!" A familiar voice wailed. Cats moved out of the way, revealing Foxpaw. She had grown a little bit, but she was still very thin, and her face was still covered in many scars.
"Someone make that crazy she-cat silent." Washstep ordered.