Talk:The Pine Copse/@comment-24740423-20150330230033/@comment-5277627-20150401085024

Thornpelt, who was trotting through the Pine Copse with a freshly caught thrush in his jaws, halted when he saw Cloudmist. He padded over to the elder and dropped the thrush to speak. "Cloudmist," he meowed. "What brings you out here?"

He motioned to the thrush. "You can have this, if you want it. I was just going to drop it to the Elders anyway."