MEGAPHONE TO MY CHEST | INTRODUCTION

[LICORICE .]

[align=center][div style="width:420px; background: transparent; border: 0px;"][justify][tags] ✦ Licoricetwist snickered as he heard Angelpaw's comment. He decided to joke with him, lightly, hoping that they had reached the level of knowledge and understanding between them that he could do such a thing. "Wow, Angel. I've only ever heard you be nice to me. You must like me or something." Licoricetwist was in a good mood today, having finished creating a small den for little creatures. He was hoping to find more brambles today to reinforce walls. "The closest thing to ice cream around here is probably snow."

It reminded him of Riverclan, the thought of ice cream. The first and only time he saw a human was when that truck crashed, full of the stuff in the back. He filled his tummy until it ached. He remembered his Mom being in one of her good moods, licking his stomach that night. Her episodes were random and unpredictable, but when she was doing okay, she was the most gentle and caring mother he could ever wish for. The thought of her made his heart ache. He missed her. He knew, especially after all this, Stark was probably right. She had gone mad, driven herself over the edge. Cori's smile had faltered a bit, but he let it slip as he looked down, spun in a circle, and plopped down on his side in the sun.