Hey again! It's me, IttyBittyBirdie! I'm back, and here with a brand new chapter just for you. I just read the chapter Missy wrote for me, and I have to say, I was really surprised. That wasn't how that chapter was supposed to be AT ALL. But it seemed to get good reviews, and a few laughs(thanks for that, Featherpool16) but there were also a few questions. I believe it was...XxWarriorCatsxX? You asked if Tinypaw was blind, and she is, but only in one eye. I don't like to point it much and make her always be like, "I'm blind in one eye! Ohmygosh my life is over! The fact that I can still see with my other eye hasn't crossed my mind yet!" I point it out when it's important, but not a lot. Thanks for the question though. Most people are just like, "YOU SUCK YOU DON'T POINT OUT HER BLINDNESS EVERY MOMENT OF EVERY DAY!". Anyways...That's that.

Also, we have some new people reviewing lately. You guys rock. Though I hope nobody reads this only because it's on the first page when I update. That would really suck...

Anyways...Here's the new chapter! Read it! It's juicy! We're gonna have a drunken Tinypaw sing her troubles to a beat up Foxpaw. It's gonna be FUNNY!

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"Oh no," I moan to myself. I had been repeating the words for about an hour now as the Catnip was slowly wearing off. But I was still out of it and my head was fuzzy. "No, no, no...Please...Oh, no..."

"Tinypaw?"

I looked around me. I had somehow been sitting in a river and had not noticed it. I guess that's why I was cold. And wet. What were we talking about?

"Hey, Voice," I mumble, eyes fluttering shut as I relaxed, face going under water. "Bbbunwkwn...ljjemkzi...Huh.."

There was a splash, and I found myself being pulled onto dry land. I didn't care. I just wanted to...to...What did I want to do?

"Leave me alone..." I murmur, shivering. Something was poking me. "GO away..."

"Tinypaw? Tinypaw? Hello?"

I snort, open my non-blind eye, and giggle upon seeing Foxpaw. Why was he here? I didn't know, and I didn't care. I loved him!

"I am blind, ya know." I gasped, turning over with effort. "Gimme some time. I have a horrible case of sickness and...Did I mention that Daisypaw is evil..?"

"Tinypaw? Why are you here?" The red tom is stuttering. It's then I take in his cob web covered front leg and his torn ear, along with his hairless tail tip and ruffled fur. Overall, he looks half-dead. This makes me sad.

"I'm sorry!" I begin to sob. "I-I didn't mean it! But you betrayed me! Me! I shouldn't even care..."

I'm suddenly wrapped up in warmth and I see Foxpaw had curled around me, making my shaking stop. I look at him curiously and he just blinks.

"Calm down, Tinypaw," he murmurs, wincing a bit as he shifts. "Now, why are you here? This is Rogue territory."

I just stare, my mind still unable to understand what was happening. What do I say? "Did I ever tell you you are the handsomest tom I've ever met?" Well, that's a conversation starter.

"Uh, Tinypaw...?" Foxpaw says. I don't know how to describe his tone. "That's...uh...nevermind...Um...Please discuss why you are here?"

I think of Daisypaw. "Catnip! I'm..I...ate...catnap...nip...yeah." Way to go! I said a full sentence! I was on a roll!

I hear an angry mumble, before Foxpaw sighs.

"Why did you take Catnip?" he asks, and I go to answer...

But instead, I open my mouth wide, and..."Ohhhh, your love is like a drug...do..do...do..do...do...love is like a drug..."

Foxpaw just stares. I keep singing.

"Clawstar is mean, and pink, and I wish I could fly, the mice are all weeping because I've eaten their French fries...I'm taking catnip, it makes me sick, and did you that Crashpaw doesn't have a really big-"

"Tinypaw?!"

"-stick!" I screech in beautiful melody. It sounded good to me? "I'm drugged up and crying, because I just failed, and I want you to know that the acorns are stale! Let's make a ryme, lala lala...chime lime mime...gaga gaga!"

Foxpaw cuts in, eyes wide. "Um...Tinypaw...Just follow me, okay? Then you can...rest...and get the drug out of your system."

I smile, stand up, wobbling a bit as I take steps, but Foxpaw is beside me all the way. I lean on him, and before I know it, he's setting me down underneath a willow tree and I'M following behind him into a knot that's in it.

"Cool," I giggle, pushing up against my bigger roommate as the knot was small and I was cold. "Now what we don't?"

Foxpaw's face is really close to mine. So I lean over, and lick his cheek.

He chokes on air.

"T-Tinypaw!" he gasps, his head hitting off the wall as he flails. "W-What are you doing?"

I pout. "You don't look so good. It was a "IhopeyougetbettersoonbecauseIloveyou" lick."

Foxpaw just blinks. "What? Oh. Nevermind. Tinypaw, you stay here and rest. The catnip will wear off by the time I get back. Stay here."

Then he's jumping out of the knot and I'm left alone, confused.

Then my eyes light up.

With all the adrenaline, fear, butterflies and happiness rushing through my veins(plus a little drug called catnip), disrespecting authority seemed like a good idea.

"No," I whisper to myself, struggling to my feet with a grin on my lips. "I think I'll go."

And then I'm jumping out of the knot right after him.

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Hey, I'm wondering, do you guys like Foxpaw's P.O.V. more and think I should write his point of view more often, or should I just write from Tinypaw's P.O.V.? Review and tell me!