Cloverpaw was curled up in a tight ball, away from the other nests. She didn't need a nest, she just liked feeling the breeze whip through her fur. But every morning Redpaw was curled up right next to her. She puffed, annoyed. He was nice, but TOO nice. She got up and shook her fur. "Cloverpaw! Cloverpaw you stupid badger, wake up!" A familiar and annoying voice called. Mahoganypaw barreled into the apprentice's den. Out of every sleeping cat here why does it have to be ME? She thought.
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