Here it is. Trouble awaits

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    Brightpaw watched he leave till she was out of sight. Right as he was sure she couldn't see him anymore he deflated like a balloon. The gritted teeth, puffed out chest, growl, and raised hackles. All gone. Now if anyone saw him, he would look just like he really was. A young appretice out in the woods. If the cats in ShadowClan didn't know him better they might think he was helpless and lost.

    Dovepaw sighed and turned around to apologize the right way this time. And hopefully she wouldn't screw up. Again.

    Brightpaw twitched his ears. He heard her. He turned quickly and faced the opposite way to make him look angry even though he was curious to what he would say.

    Dovepaw sighed and pushed back her frustration. "Er I'm so..." she paused "....um...sorry..." she said through her teeth. Starclan this was hard.