The ('best') Warrior Cat Story EVER!

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Trashpaw's PoV

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Trashpaw trotted around the camp, bored and looking for something to do.

Miswell annoy the med-cats!

As they entered the den, he spotted Doorstopper sorting through herbs in the corner by the puddle.

"Hey."they padded over, sitting down.

"Hello."Doorstopper's voice was strained. "What do you need?"

"Just came to see what was up.Where's Slothclaws?"

"Out."Doorstopper replied flatly, shoving the sorted herbs back into the shelves.

Trashpaw was amazed at how she did that so easily, being blind.

"Doing what?"Trashpaw pressed.

"Searching for marigold, probably."
She then turned to stare Trashpaw in the eyes.
"Why do you need to know?"

He found her blank white orbs eery and looked away immediately.
"Uhh, never mind....I'll just go.."

"No."Doorstopper snapped. "You're here, miswell be of use."

"Wh-"Trashpaw stood up to leave.

"I needed someone to help me find where Slothclaws left the mouse bones.I can't seem to find them.I must clear them away.Do it for me."
Doorstopper nudged Trashpaw's side.
"Now."

Trashpaw heaved a sigh, starting along the edge of the den and searching in every crack and crevice for the mouse bones.

They didn't smell mouse anywhere.

"Aha!"he whispered, spotting something white sticking out from under a clump of moss.

They grasped onto it with their front paws, and screeched as it moved, racing away into the shadows.

"Ooop, that sounded like a rat."Doorstopper chuckled, stomping over to Trashpaw.

"Where are the bones!?"Trashpaw groaned.

"What bones?"Doorstopper mewed, tilting her head.

"The mouse bones you told me to find!"Trashpaw grunted.

"Oh.....those bones!"
Doorstopper burst out laughing.
"There aren't any."

Doorstopper licked Trashpaw's cheek, walking away.

Trashpaw rolled their eyes.

"Whatever."