Padding into the elder's den silently as to not draw any attention to himself after that embarrassing rescue executed by Breezepool, Creepingpaw hoped that none of his denmates witnessed him being carried pitifully like a kit out of the apprentice den.
Ears flat and his eyes flickering in annoyance, the young apprentice approached Risingstorm to confirm his whereabouts and safety.
"Hey, I'm here... part of the apprentice den roof fell on my head, but I'm okay." He muttered in a low growl, more upset at the fact that his cozy nest is probably soiled beyond repair.
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Spider. - Risingstorm