Talk:The Clearing/@comment-4383750-20130322212041

Sandpaw and Dustypaw walked into the clearing, each dropping a fat mouse on the fresh-kill pile. They padded over to their brother, Snakepaw. "Hi, Snakepaw." Dustypaw mewed.

"Hello brother who is inferior to me." Sandpaw joked.

"Am not." Snakepaw growled. "Hi, Dustypaw." He added in a warmer voice.

"You know I'm joking." Sandpaw laughed.