You’re darting the ThunderClan forest undergrowth, in pursuit of a mouse. You near within a perfect distance, seizing your chance to capture the mouse, claws unsheathed as you land two front paws right on it, about to do your killing blow, but suddenly, it all fades away. Oh, you were dreaming. You could’ve sworn you felt the mouse’s heartbeat just barely beneath your paws, but whom has awoken you from your slumber?

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”helloo?? Wake up..!”

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Sandpaw hisses in a low voice, giving you another nudge with one paw.

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”Finally. Come on, hurry up while every cat is still asleep, we’re going to snake-rocks!”

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For StarClan’s sake, Snake-rocks? Of all places, she wants to sneak out of camp with you to go there?