Thread:Roleplayy/@comment-39024013-20190614235940/@comment-39042010-20190618022130

Shadowsong purrs happily.

"I'm glad you think so," he murmurs.

Twig begins hearing squeaking, like a mouse. He looks around in confusion for a second, as it seems to always come from behind him, then he realizes that the noises are coming from the black tom himself.