dreampaw bounced along, seeing blackpaw. her blackpaw!! the best blackpaw! it didn't matter that there was already a cat sitting next to him---pft, she could make them leave pronto. "hiii blackpaw!!! do you wanna go eat some food with me?? there's some nice thrush in the fresh-kill pile! you like thrush, right??!" the apprentice exclaimed, flickering her tail around and 'accidentally' smacking berrypaw in the face with it.

"berrypaw?? oh, is that... her? sure, i guess! and you look like the thrush typpa cat! not that i... know what type of cat you are or anything?? pftttt," dreampaw replied, glancing over hesitantly at berrypaw. hmm, now who was this berrypaw cat? they better not be getting in the way of any of dreampaw's ideas!! cats who got in her way got a very hard life.