Latte (scrappy little fighter. just handed out a beating to another kitten. He kept swinging claws well after the fight was over until like five other kittens held him back saying 'it's done... it's done, man... chill... chill...' Latte struggled, still on fighty fire, rowling at the defeated opponent, "You want s'more?! Cause I got plenty! I got a whole friggin bag of brought that I brought for you!! I bring brought everywhere I go!! You know that now right!? Right, beeatch!?!" )