Better get those claws checked, Mittens. Excuses don't make for a good hunter. [ He glances at what’s left of the drumstick. ] But I guess you wouldn’t know, being handfed and all.

[ The challenge just makes him scoff, but he holds his ground all the same, baring his teeth the closer Firepaw gets. ]

You're lucky I'm in a good mood. [ The low growl in his throat would beg to differ. ] That sort of confidence gets people killed.