Talk:The Alley/@comment-1829516-20140118011605/@comment-1829516-20140118021234

Frosty glanced to her claws. It had been so long since she'd use them. Too long. She shook the thoughts from her head, head darting back up to face Kitkat.

"You should've given them a battle," she smirked, yellow eyes glinting. "Except with you in the battlefield, you'd probably get your pelt torn off."