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As the morning approached, the first rays of light bursting through the leaves, and the call of the mourning doves echoed as the forest awoke.
In the deep undergrowth, a black and white tom bounded through the Thunderclan territory, his claws tearing up the grass blades underneath them as he ran and ran, green eyes rushing to every direction.
The young cat continued without a stop, fearing the worst might come if he did. The pain in his wounded shoulder drowned by the adrenaline and the sounds of the forest ignored by the blood rushing to his ears.
Involuntarily his body came to a halt, paws stopping as he gaped his mouth open. His paw pads ached like he stepped in a thousand sharp rocks and his shoulder stung with constant pain, feeling the blood drip to the ground.
Dumb Ravenpaw! Why did you go back!? Now he's going to kill you too! Ravenpaw continued gasping for air, trying to not tumble over and faint.
He closed his eyes momentarily trying to focus on his breathing. One, two, three... He rhythmically repeated until his lungs finally calmed down.
The apprentice then continued his stride, focusing on the unsteady ground beneath him as he ran and ran, trying to ignore the pain on his shoulder.
Soon the scent of Thunderclan's camp neared much to his relief, bursting into the camp he stopped to take his breath, taking his surroundings too as the cats stared at him in shock.
" Redtail- Redtail is dead! " He yowled before his vision faded to black, falling with a thud on the sand.