Jan 1, 2023
“Dude just apologize” Alder looked down at the single, desperate paw sticking out from under Bristleblaze.
“No!” Myrtle’s voice was muffled under the mountain of fur.
Alder sighed. “What did you even do?” He asked.
Bristleblaze glanced over his shoulder. “He said I was, and I quote, ‘a shit dad’ because I don’t let my kits hunt the living.”
Myrtle wheezed helplessly, trying his hardest to get out, though his struggle was impeded by the slimy muck beneath his paws.
Alder sighed again. “On behalf of my dumbass, I am issuing a formal apology to you.” He said.
Bristleblaze snorted. “I don’t want an empty apology.” He said. “I want this one to admit he was wrong.”
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'on behalf of my dumbass' they say that so much about each other