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Dewpaw interrupts us with a wave of his tail, "Hello!"

He squeezes in beside Loonblossom, lightly brushing his pelt to hers. As he does this, anger bubbles up in me, but I push it down. Why am I so angry?

Loonblossom's eyes brighten, "Mountainfrost, this is Dewpaw!"

I smile at him, but he doesn't smile back.

 𝓔𝒙𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔 // warriors short story Where stories live. Discover now