[MEAT ANGELS]

@NIGHTOWL

Daft furball. Sure, Ravenpaw was a demoted and disrespectful molly, hit she still HAD A NOSE and could OBVIOUSLY SMELL a stench THAT WAS RIGHT IN FRONT OF HER FACE. With a sigh of annoyance, Ravenpaw pushed her anger away, shaking her head in response to Sootclaws question. She was still in the dark for why the Tom had chosen to approach her.... Didn’t he have friends or something? She couldn’t relate. And, quite plainly, didn’t want to. Ravenpaw pushed away the trout, tail lashing. “So... no trout?”