Crowpaw crouched down to hide from view. It was Patchpaw! How dare he? Patchpaw knew that Crowpaw liked Dovepaw. Something stirred next to all the anger in Crowpaw's heart. Sadness. Why had his friend betrayed him? Why? 

Crowpaw began to subtly move forward, planning to pounce upon Patchpaw and directly confront him. It would be just like the stories that the elders told: an epic battle, full of glory and loss and . . . and triumph! That was the word! He was so close now. He prepared himself to leap, back leg muscles tensing. Then with a mighty surge of power, he soared through the air, tackling Patchpaw to the ground.

Crowpaw grinned. "Ha! You're trapped!" he crowed (haha. get it?). Patchpaw struggled against his friend's hold but was unable to escape. "So tell me then," Crowpaw hissed, leaning down so only Patchpaw could hear what he was saying. "Why were you with Dovepaw? You already know that I like her! Why would you do that? To me! To her! To you!" Patchpaw sighed and looked away. "I'm sorry Crowpaw, but it's not what you think! We were just-"

What did Patchpaw say? Leave your answers in the comments below! There are NO choices for this one . . . it's a free round! :D

CONGRATS to the most active readers here for Tragedy is the Best Medicine including:

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AND the most, er, original comment from DuskyKat :

'It's Dabpaw, Crowpaw's future mate'