☆ WISH ☆

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Meadowpaw slept in the depths of the apprentice den, her mind drifting endlessly as a deep slumber consumed her. It’d taken her some time adjusting to the changes of her surroundings, the busy apprentice den an unfamiliar place and one she still had trouble getting used to resting in. The spacious nursery felt more like home to her, the lingering scent of Birchsong and Cedarkit now gone from her nostrils and replaced by the mix of several cats she did not know. Though Meadowpaw shared the burrow with many apprentices, most of them were older than her and upon her first entrance into the den she’d seen the sideways glances and hushed whispers directed towards her. While they had not forced her into a lonely corner she’d found herself there anyway and set up a nest from moss she’d found and stamped down all by herself. Proud of her crafty work she’d settled in to try and sleep the thoughts out of her head.

A light nudge had Meadowpaw blinking, blue eyes immediately wide as she took in the face of Thunderfoot. Her mentor was gentle in awaking her but it did not stop the embarrassment that heated her cheeks over her prolonged slumber. “Oh Thunderfoot, sir!” she yelled out with a squeak. “I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to sleep so late.” Meadowpaw sputtered her words with haste, the mistake already putting her in a bad spot to begin her training. On her feet, Meadowpaw bolted for the exit of the burrow, her feet scrambling to bring her out into the crisp morning air. A quick shake of her pelt sent bits of moss and dirt flying, her fur creating odd angles in her rush to clear it.

She turned to face Thunderfoot, a sheepish look coating her gaze with her obvious shame. “I hope I’m not too late to start our training,” She murmured to him; eyes down cast to stare at his feet as she awaited a response. It was hard to know when morning came in the depths of the apprentice den. Cedarkit wouldn’t have let her sleep in though, of that she was certain. At the thought of her sister, Meadowpaw grew silent. Cedarkit would have stayed up all night awaiting the morning’s adventure. They would have whispered to one another in the nest they would have shared until morning’s light beckoned them out into the world once more. Without her sister, how could she face the dawning of a new day?

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