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Originally Posted by Fuzzy
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Petuniapaw still avoided the elders gaze. Ms. Bubblingbee wasn't nice and Ms. Bitterthorn was hard to understand. The small apprentice shook her head at the question. "N-no..." She mumbled, finished cleaning the fleas from the elders pelt. This felt like punishment. Petuniapaw had liked elders like Mister Duststorm and Mister Grooseheart but both of them were gone and now Ms. Bubblingbee was just mean... "I couldn't find any ticks, so can I change your bedding?" The young molly asked finally glancing up at the old she-cat. Bitterthorn was quiet so Petunia had almost forgotten she was there.
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Bubblingbee decided to hiss,” I want the best nest ever, got it...kittypet?” She bared her teeth, there was no reason for her behavior, she just wanted to terrorize poor Petuniapaw.