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CHAPTER 4

"Dandelionshade, I trust you to pass on your calmness and skill to Amberpaw,"
I'm an apprentice! I'm an apprentice!
Amberpaw and Dandelionshade's noses made contact so after, she went over to greet her littermates.
"Shadowpaw! Birchpaw!"she meowed.
The apprentices were planning their route of the territory with their mentors.
Shadowpaw bounced around as Darkpelt explained but Birchpaw listened intently to Heartbrook.
"Thanks!" Shadowpaw cut her mentor off. Darkpelt rolled her eyes. Birchpaw exchanged a permissoning glance with Heartbrook. He walked over.
"Yeah!"he meowed, "Amberpaw! Shadowpaw!"
Amberpaw purred,"Thank-"
"Amberpaw!"Dandelionshade yowled.
"Coming!"she replied, "Sorry, I have to go,"
"Bye,"
"Amberpaw, did you know that we're kin?" Dandelionshade asked.
"No,"
"I'm your father's sister. Oh and we're also Frostedstar's siblings,"
"Really?"
"Uh-hu. Our parents are Dotfur and Splotnose,"
She gaped, "I've always respected them... and they're my granparents..."
"It was a litter of four," Dandelionshade sighed, "But our brother Applepaw got ill and died,"
"I'm so sorry..."
Dandelionshade gave her head a shake, "Well he's gone now, so I'll never see him again,"
"Except for in your dreams of StarClan,"
"S...StarClan?...Oh! Yeah... yeah... yeah... yeah... anyway, we have some learning to do!"
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As Amberpaw searched for some herbs she dected a familiar tang in the air. She sniffed.
I've smelt that before... but what is it?
After a moment, she decided that it was an herb that she'd forgotten. She'd take it to Dandelionshade and ask her about it. As she neared the scent, memories came back to her.
"Surprise is the warrior's greatest weapon!" We lept up and clung onto Breezeshine, "Ow!"
"Are you okay?" I saw blood and I smelled... this scent!
It was blood!
Amberpaw raced towards it, heart thumping despreatly in the chest. She let out a wail of grief, "You didn't deserve this!"she cried.
Lying dead on the grass was her mother, Wheatrye.

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