Talk:The Clearing/@comment-4312567-20140408093246/@comment-5277627-20140409101826

"Oh, so Izaya has his own special place? How fancy!" Akari meowed as she padded in to the camp and up to Wallachia and Squirrelkit, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

Squirrelkit flattened her ears, shrieked, and hid behind Wallachia. "Who's that?" She mewed nervously.