Chapter Eight

Firepaw sighed as he walked into camp. He hated everything. He hated Bluestar, he hated Tigerclaw, he hated Yellowfang. He especially hated these stupid bugs. He carefully stepped around one- he was getting better at avoiding them.

Ravenpaw giggled as he saw the group walked past him.

"Shut up Ravenpaw. This is why you don't have any friends," Firepaw snapped.

"Still more friends than you," Ravenpaw snapped back. Firepaw tossed a bath bamb at him. He instantly regretted it because those were not easy to come by in the forest.

"Ok. Yellowfang, you're gonna stay here and this nutcase is going to take care of you. Or not. What do I care. Just make sure you don't kill each other. That would not look great non my resume," Bluestar rambled. She continued to talk about muffins as she moved towards her den. Everyone ignored her.

Yellowfang and Firepaw stared at each other. "Go get me some moss," Yellowfang ordered.

"No. Get it yourself."

"Look here you little snot rag-"

"Look here you little bitch," Firepaw interupted. "I'll get you the moss. In fact, I'll cater to most of your whims. But I am going to complain and be a bitch about it."

"Huh. You're alright kid," Yellowfang sniffed.

Firepaw went off to go find moss. For some reason, that was the hardest par of anything he had done up until now. Why was moss so hard to find? And why was it so desired for nests?

"Why the hell are cats making nests," Firepaw screeched in frustration. Graypaw apparated behind him.

"Dunno."

"THIS IS THE WRONG SERIES. CATS CAN'T APPARATE," Firepaw wailed hysterically. This was getting to be too much.

"Look. If you ignore it, you get tacos. It doesn't make sense, but just accept it," Graypaw assured. He pulled out a taco and placed it on Firepaw's head.

"I HATE YOU AND EVERYTHING YOU STAND FOR!11!1!1"

"Looks like someone is going into his emo phase," Graypaw teased.

"EMO FIREPAW IS EMO," Dustpaw screamed from someone else.

"REDUNDANT ASS IS REDUNDANT," Firepaw screamed back.

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"I got your stupid moss. Be happy."

"No."
Firepaw rolled his eyes. This was going to be the longest task ever.