Talk:The Stream/@comment-6174050-20130513222001/@comment-5488762-20130513231021

"You should stop fighting," Hawkmask meowed. She was tired of fighting the badger.

She turned on it and fought with all her might; slashing its ears and raking her claws down its flank. She spun around, diving under its belly and knocked it off its paws.

Birchwhisker swiftly gave it a warning bite on the hiind leg, while raking his claws down its exposed belly.