User blog comment:Cchen3/GUYS GUYS GUYS/@comment-11587616-20140216175739/@comment-8754209-20140217105314

Gingerpaw raked his paws along the dirt, breathing in and out. He was bored, and did not feel like hunting, nor going out alone. Gingerpaw turned his head at the two cats greeting each other friendly. Gingerpaw raised his head and his rump, walking over slowly. "Hey Stealthpaw. And, err.." Adressing the loner, Gingerpaw mewed. "Who are you?"