Talk:The Pine Copse/@comment-8248793-20150102012910/@comment-5342796-20150102020704

Icepaw blinked. It wasn't that he'd never been told he was a handsome tom before; cats often commented on his striking blue eyes or white pelt. But did this she-cat honestly think he cared that much about looks? "It doesn't really matter, now, does it," he tried again, shuffling his paws. "What matters is being a good hunter, a good warrior."