Dustfoot

"You can bet you ass there's a lot of us old cats, wearing old boots and old hats, that ain't ready to give old hat the boot" -Dustfoot's quote from Jon Pardi's "Old Hat"

"Yes, Father, I understand," Dust Paw told his father, Moonstar. 

"Do you know why I want don't want you to follow Brown Dapple?" he asked. 

"Because I could get eaten by a bear."

"Or you could get both of you hurt. Brown Dapple is not strong enough to fight bears and cougars himself, and even if you are there, he would have to worry about you. Don't even open your mouth to argue, Dust Paw. You sure as hell ain't strong enough to fight even a coyote on your own."

"But I want to scout," Dust Paw argued. 

"You may be able to scout when you are older," he told his son. "But your mother and I are also considering a Finisher. You are a strong young wolf, Dust Paw, don't ruin it."

"Fine, I will stay here," Dust Paw said.

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"Dust Paw!" 

Dust Paw tensed as he heard Brown Dapple yell at him. 

"Didn't your father talk to you about following me?" 

"Of course he did!" Dust Paw retorted.

"Well, let's go. Back to camp."

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"Dust Paw, you disobeyed me, and now you will get nests made for everyone," Moonstar barked.

"Everyone?"

"Until you learn your lesson."

"Damn," Dust Paw said.

With his head bowed and tail down, he got to work.

"And Dust Paw?"

Dustpaw turned around to face his father. "What?" he snapped.

"If you keep this up, you'll end up Herbalist."

Oh no, Dust Paw thought. I better stop my antics.

Wind Paw hopped up to stand by him. "Can I help?" she asked.

Dust Paw smiled at the pretty young adolescent. "Sure, Wind Paw." he said, nudging her with his nose. "I would love your help. He watched Wind Paw look over at her sister, Sloe Paw. Sloe Paw was scoffing and pretending to barf. 

"Knock it off, Sloey!" Windpaw whined.

"Don't call me Sloey," the young wolf said as she stalked away.

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Dust Foot flopped down beside his mate. 

"Hey, Dust Foot," Wind Prairie said. 

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"Sloe Fur's acting... Strange."

"Go talk to her," he said. "I had that problem with Nook before he left."

"I'll try, Dust Foot, thanks," Wind Prairie said.

Wolves trained by Dustfoot: Snowheart, Straitsnicker (Chased)

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