Carpaw panted, flopping down beside Trashpaw, his best friend.
"That was exciting, huh?"he grinned.
"Sure."Trashpaw nodded.
Floorpaw looked traumatized, which made Carpaw feel a bit sad.
Shaking it off, Carpaw followed Trashpaw into the apprentice den.
He wouldn't tell anyone, but he had a secret crush on Trashpaw.
There was just something about them.Laying down beside Trashpaw, he yawned.
Trashpaw doesn't like me.
I'm not that lucky.
Just as Carpaw was about to fall asleep, Kraftstar sulked into the den, sitting in the far corner.
"What did you do this time?"Trashpaw sat up, flicking his tail slowly.
"Microwavekit is just in a bad mood,"he shrugged. "She said I had to stay in here for a whole day."
"Sounds like her."Carpaw murmured, pressing his fur against Trashpaw's side.
"Yeah,"Trashpaw nodded. "Sorry, though, Kraftstar."
"It's fine, I guess."Kraftstar shrugged, settling down.
Closing his eyes, Carpaw drifted asleep, Trashpaw's snoring in his ears.
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