Talk:The Stream/@comment-24156522-20120925232523/@comment-108.172.61.92-20120926000250

Owlpaw made a fake retching noise at the sight of the fish. He hated fish. Always had.

As she climbed out of the water, Larkpaw glared at her brother. "Don't be so rude," she hissed. Turning to the warriors she politely mewed, "Yes please."