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Moonraven
Beastpaw couldn't help but feel disappointed by Lionpaw's reaction to his attempt at comfort. Not that he had expected it to go better, but it still made him a bit sad. He tried his best, but Leechpaw was always better. But maybe, maybe it was just that he was better in
certain circumstances. Maybe Beastpaw was better than his brother sometimes! If that was the case, he could compare, the best example being insults. He did dumb things enough so that he could tell the difference between a joke and something that was bad enough that he was supposed to stop.
It wasn't the same when Midnightpaw insulted him. He couldn't tell if she was serious or not, though with Leechpaw it was easy to tell. Not so much the joke and seriousness. Leechpaw never was joking, so that was the easy part. But with him, when Leechpaw plopped his paw on Beastpaw's head (which happened a lot) he knew that it was okay to let out a squeal of outrage. But when it came to Midnightpaw, he could never tell. But that wasn't the point he was trying to make. He was just trying to make himself feel like Lionpaw liked him and Beastpaw equally. Though, if it was up to Beastpaw, he'd prefer if she liked him just a bit more. Nothing of consequence, just enough to know he was somebody's favourite.
That would be nice. Shoot. It seemed like Toadpounce had been talking when he wasn't paying attention.
Glorious. Huh. that was new. Beastpaw wasn't sure he had ever had a sarcastic thought. Come to think of it, he wasn't even sure what sarcasm was. It just sounded like something Leechpaw said. Oh no. Was he so jealous of Leechpaw that he started to sound like him? Would he start talking back to his elders now? He swallowed hard at the thought. He didn't think Ashmama would be able to handle two Leechpaw's. He didn't think anyone could handle two of anyone really. It would get boring after an amount of time.
But back to Toadpounce. The tom had finished his talk about whatever he was talking about and how gone ahead to ask about some sort of deal.
"Uh, yes!" He smiled widely as he spoke, proud of the way that he sounded like he knew what was going on. Which he didn't, but that wasn't the point. He listened, managing to refrain from the multitude of questions as the older cat continued.
"So..." He was going to summarize what he heard, something that Beastpaw did a lot.
"So scent doesn't matter. Upwind is where food is. And Riverclan equals good, but Windclan equals best."
The young brown cats smile widened. He had done something right, or mostly right, he thought. His summary made sense, at least in his head, which meant, obviously, it made sense to everyone else. The smile froze over his face as Toadpounce began to rub against the rocks. What was he doing? Beastpaw looked to Lionpaw, hoping she was just as confused as he was. When the lilac molly didn't ask the question he was wondering, he looked back to Toadpounce. If it made sense to her, he should understand as well. Copying the movements of the others, he rubbed against the rock, and failed to mask his gag at Riverclan's fishy stench.