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Sparrowfur yawned, trying to get up, eyes still closed. She felt a bit of pain by her stomach, and in her stomach... she was hungry. Sparrowfur remembered again when happened and sighed, Uug... your so forgetful, Sparrowfur.
Her belly wound was numb from the poultice Windwhisker had applied earlier. Sparrowfur rolled out of her nest onto the ground. Where is Dirtpaw? But she felt too weak to go any further.
 
Lemonberry twitched her tail and felt a happy purr rise up in her throat. you're loyal to your clan. don't forget that. she thought to herself, squashing back the purr. She turned and circled back around camp and back to her nest, she could still hear Cactusclaw's voice in her mind. she curled up and closed her eyes.
 
(Sorry if this is long, my writing instinct took over:rolleyes:)

Dirtpaw's whiskers twitched as she woke. she had been dreaming of rabbits and hares. She had the sudden thought of how strange her bedding felt. Opening her eyes she saw not soft heather curled around her but ferns.

She blinked, confused. Then it all came back. Cactusclaw and Pricklepelt aguing, her being carried into camp as a prisoner, (ShadowClan leader) punishing Pricklepelt with apprentice chores, and kind Mushroompaw making her a bed in the ShadowClan apprentice den.

She turned her head and saw Mushroompaw sleeping peacefully, her cream-colored fur rising and falling with her breath. Uncertain of what to do, Dirtpaw waited in her makeshift bed for the apprentice to wake up.

Eventually, Mushroompaw's orange eyes slitted open and she yawned. "Is it morning yet?" She asked sleepily.

"The sun is just coming up." Dirtpaw replied quietly so as to not wake the other apprentices.

Mushroompaw's eyes opened wide. "Oh, I forgot you were hear, Dirtpaw. Have any WindClan cats come for you yet?"

The question was meant kindly, but it caused an ache to form in Dirtpaw's belly. "I've only been awake for a little while." She replied quickly.

Mushroompaw seemed to sense her feelings. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you sad." She said, reaching forward to lick Dirtpaw's ears. "Let's go check for news."

The apprentices left the den and stepped into the weak morning sunlight. Mushroompaw's mentor came up to them.

"Mushroompaw, I'm glad your up now! We're on dawn patrol this morning. Time to go."

"Have any Windclan cats come?" Dirtpaw asked hopefully.

"Sorry, but I don't think so. " Mushroompaw's mentor said sympathetically. "If you want, you can go get something to eat off the fresh-kill pile."

Mushroompaw sent her a small goodbye meow and hurried after her mentor, leaving Dirtpaw alone in the strange camp. She wandered over to the fresh-kill pile but all that was left was a lizard. As she tried to bite through the tough skin she couldn't help but wonder if WindClan had forgotten about her and she would be left to eat lizards forever.
 

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