Talk:The Alley/@comment-24740423-20140711203940/@comment-8248793-20140711205653

Ripple stared at him blankly, then whispered, "You could have been a perfect match for Cattail, she would have loved the likes of you. She may have been mine to take, but she was certainly not what I deserved. I killed her!"

"He's talking sane for once." Kitkat muttered, licking her pelt from the splattered puddle droplets. "Wait, there's mud on my pelt." She froze, "THERE'S MUD ON MY PELT." She hurried and proceeded to licking her pelt frantically. "Why is there always mud on my pelt when I'm getting into a conversation?"