Lionblaze: *strolls around camp with cool sunglasses on* Sup, Jay man?

Jayfeather: What do you want?

Lionblaze: Look at my shades, bruh.

Jayfeather: Your joking, right? You know I can't see! I feel like you need a high five.
In the face.
With a chair.

Lionblaze: Woah man, take a chill pill. I ment for you to imagine my epic shades.

Jayfeather: *roles eyes*

Lionblaze: Ima go now. *goes over to Dustpelt* Sup, Dusty?

Dustpelt: If you call me that again, I will go find that chair Jayfeather wanted.

Lionblaze: Sounds like Dustys a little salty, am I right SquirrelflightTheLyingMeanyHead?

Dustpelt: *hits himself with chair and passes out*

Lionblaze: And now salty pants is dead. Oh well.

Squirrelflight: He's not dead, you mouse-brain!

Lionblaze: Oh well. I'm going to go bug Tawnypelt and Mothwing now.

Tawnypelt: No. *takes sunglasses*

Lionblaze: Woah! Does anybody else feel like cleaning all of the elders nests? Because I do! *runs to elders den*

Tawnypelt: *has sunglasses on* Yo Mothy flap flap, how's it goin' man?

Mothwing: *facepaws*