[doghouse]

Tatteredpaw bounded into camp, a large was of bedding in her jaws. She set it down and sat to scratch an itch behind her tall black and silver ear. The apprentice sighed, standing up, but completely forgetting about the moss. With an annoyed flick of her tail, she wandered off, then turned and slipped quietly into the apprentices' den, grumbling a little about having to go back and collect more moss, since she'd forgotten that she had already gathered moss, and that it was sitting, abandoned in the clearing.