[align=center][font=didot]"If you have anymore you can fall into a coma"
Backstab pipped up from the back of the den. The fawn tabby was annoyed that she even asked how much she should have. Two was even a lot for her small body, he himself only gave two poppy-seeds to some of the most powerful warriors he knew. He stayed where he was and allowed his mate to finish treating Flamencokit.