Sandstorm: Hey Firestar, do you know where my sparkly pink claw polish is?
Firestar: No, but I think who does.
Sandstorm: Who is it?
Firestar: Ugly face, ugly scar, ugly personality, ugly life, ugly body, ugliness.
Sandstorm: Ohh, so Tigerstar?
Firestar: Yep, I'll go get it
~·~ Later that day
Firestar: Tigerstar come out here now!!!
Tigerstar: Hey Firestar, what do you want?
Firestar: You know what. (growls)
Tigerstar: (please don't be the nail polish)
Firestar: (Pounces onTigerstar with claws unsheathed)
Firestar:(Rolls over claws unsheathed)
Firestar: (sees Tigerstar's claws)(stops fighting a gasps) Tigerstar you've got a serious problem!
Tigerstar: I know.... I'll go get the Medicine Cats..
Firestar: (grabs nail polish and walks home to Sandstorm)
Sandstorm: Thanks Firestar. (licks muzzle)
