Talk:The Pine Copse/@comment-5259793-20120922183338/@comment-5259793-20120922234102

(Nah. You can just make him attack.)

Ambersky growled deep in her throat, every hair on her tortoishell pelt standing erect. She ignored Ivystar's glances, and stared down the tom.

"You'd best leave, badger-brain," she snarled. "NightClan doesn't need to associate with non-Clan filth like you."