Talk:The Herb Patch/@comment-5331607-20121201065831/@comment-5331607-20121201072340

Nightkit still sat eerily still, then opened his eyes and slowly turned his icy gaze to Mosswhisker.

"What a choice of words..." Nightkit said coldly, "I do not appreciate that."

He shifted his head back and concentrated on the poppy seeds beneath his paws, concentrating.