Then it all broke down with a hiss.
‘Twas Patches’s cloud. Everyone knew that. But Lucky kept poking his nose round it. Patches gave him warning looks, which would cause Lucky to stare @ him wide-eyed & slowly creep back, only for Patches to find Lucky creeping toward his cloud ‘gain the second Patches looked ‘way.
That was when Patches’s patience collapsed & he finally brought out the ultimate threat:
None o’ the other mates’ eyes would e’er forget the scars left by the ensuing bloodbath.