Feb 13
"There are gods here. Not from Starclan. Twoleg gods, from across the rift. I've seen one."
"Mouse droppings, you have! What'd it look like, hmm? Some shaggy hair white twoleg tom? Bet he came riding in on a donkey, right?"
"... A deer, with a wolf's head. Purple as the grapes that grow in their vineyards."
"... You really expect me to believe that, Zinnabone?"
"W-well it's not like you've seen it now, have you, Sunsight?"
"Don't give me that, I know we were from different family clans, but now we're a union. Best we act like we at least tolerate each other, hmm?"
"Whatever. Go play doctor or whatever you do. I... don't care."
"... New gods, hmm? I wonder...:
