(Alright bear with me, I think they would make a really good couple! Both of them are arrogant butt-heads and I think that makes them perfect for each other.
Vetch quietly listened to him blabber.
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Tumbleweeds, his stupid grin makes me want to kick him senseless,’ she thought. “It’s not wise of you to assume I need someone to protect me,” she snapped. “Especially someone who can’t protect
himself from a dumb plant.” She turned to start towards the Thicket territory, but halted. “Wipe your paw on the grass a few times and it should loosen the briars enough for you to pull them out.” She turned towards the forest. “And don’t dawdle either. We’re wasting daylight, and the sooner we can get Roger’s permission to go, the better.”