Talk:The Stream/@comment-7060975-20130720195828/@comment-7060975-20130721182717

Archpaw cast his eyes slightly downward. He somehow knew that Mistypaw wasn't for him, but he had to try. With a stirring in his gut and a twang in his heart, he took a deep breath, cutting off the awkward silence. "Would you like to go to the picnic with me, Mistypaw?" He asked. He hoped he didn't sound too uncertain or stupid. But he had to try.