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[Jezebella]

The silver she- cat was curled into a tight ball in the center of the Apprentice Den. All of the other cats had already awoken, but the small she- cat still had not. She had had a long night, and now all she wanted to do was sleep. She twitched in her sleep, dreaming of hunting down a rabbit. She ran after it, but the faster she ran, the farther she got from it. She grunted slightly and pushed faster, but the rabbit anly grew faster than she was. And then something jumped out of the bushes in front of her. She jumped, waking herself up, and then she sat there, breathing heavy. She looked around the den for any signs of the monster she had just seen, but she didn't see any. She sighed and closed her eyes, trying to steady her breathing and heart beat. She opened her eyes a few minutes later and stood up, shaking the moss off her pelt.

Hollypaw was her name. Her mother had named her after her grey pelt. She smiled as she thought of her mother, but she pushed the thought away soon after, knowing that she had to concentrate on the day ahead. She pushed through the entrance to the den and stepped out into the light. She yawned and stretched. When she was down stretching, she looked around the camp, looking for something that needed to be done.

[Sandpool]

Sandpool padded in to camp her leg stiff. Looking around she saw the apperentice Hollypaw she flicked her tail in greeting to the silver cat. Sitting down she started to groom her fur.