28. something about [them]
“Way to lose to a kittypet, Burnetpaw!” Elmfoot sneers from where he stands across the clearing, and one of the mentors overlooking the training session shoos him along, telling him that if he’s just gonna point and laugh then he can go make himself useful doing something else.
Gorsepaw hops off of Burnetpaw, trying to keep their dejected mood from reflecting in their expression, but to no avail - Burnetpaw catches on and lightly taps his tail against Gorsepaw’s.
“Don’t let Elmfoot get to ya!” The lanky apprentice grins, his nose crinkling up in that endearing way, “Ever since he got his warrior name, it’s like all the sense in his head got replaced by hot air and sheep fluff.”
Gorsepaw snorts at Burnetpaw’s comment, before eyeing the bushes that Elmfoot disappeared behind, still rustling from the previous moment, “I have no idea what Lampreyface sees in him.”
“Me neither,” Burnetpaw shrugs, “But he’s nicer to her than he is to everyone else. I guess there’s just something about him that she likes.”
There’s just something about him. That phrase strikes a cord in Gorsepaw’s chest and they don’t know why, they simply laugh and nod along and pounce on Burnetpaw once more, teasing him for not paying enough attention on the battle field.
There’s just something about him. The thought echoes in Gorsepaw’s head as they trot back into camp, laughing alongside Burnetpaw, watching with a warming feeling blooming in their chest as the light casts Burnetpaw in a glowing golden light, almost as bright as his laughter is to Gorsepaw’s ears.
