Lionstorm chuckled, nosing through the apprentice's fur to check for further damage before he stepped back, looking at the damaged wall.
"What were you doing, practicing battle training in your sleep?" he questioned.
"I know you haven't been formally trained, but you're not supposed to attack the den."
He smirked as he glanced at Fawnpaw, entertained that Fallenstar wasn't the only cat who remembered his earlier joke.
"Oh, how threatening. My legs are shaking." The defiant way he looked at him only tempted Lionstorm to make the bad pun.
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Dipper