Weaseltooth dragged Splashfur's mauled, bloody, decaying corpse into the camp, eyes full of both worry and anger. "Oi! larkstar! Look what I found in the territory! Ol' Splashfur's dead! Good riddance!" He yowled loudly."I reckon ol' William is back, and if I see him I'm takin' out 'is eyes! I won't just sit 'ere while William threatens the safety of our clan. Maybe we could try and find a way to negotiate with the old git."(I am so sorry, I just HAD to give him my [dead] granddad's voice as his voice and he has an Accent that makes me laugh.)@
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