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Dreams were a funny thing. They could show what you were really thinking or how you actually felt about something. Dream could also turn into nightmares, revealing just how scared you were about something or how an event was more traumatic than previously thought. Then there were recurring dreams, making one wonder if Starclan was trying to tell them something. All of these were better than no remembered dreams, waking up feeling sad or happy with no recollection of why.

Clawstrom had not remembered any of her dreams for the past two moons. This concerned the she-cat. She considered going to Smokefur but kept putting it off, after all it wasn’t really something a medicine cat could fix with herbs. Yet after she had told her apprentice that they would go train tomorrow, it brought back memories. Thinking about her training with Blackwolf she finally dreamed.

Walking through the forest Clawstorm wandered to the Pineneedle Clearing. There she saw an eager young apprentice nervously pawing at the ground. After a blink the grey apprentice had grown and she was gaining confidence. In another blink she was battling another apprentice and winning. Then the fully-grown apprentice was taking on her mentor. Clawstorm smiled and started to back away from the clearing. But then a small black and white apprentice entered the clearing, followed by none other than herself.

Waking up refreshed the warrior stretched and stepped out of the warrior den. The day had just begun and the sun had barely risen. The dawn patrol had already left, so there were not many others in the clearing of camp. Settling down Clawstorm ate a mouse while she waited for her apprentice to come out. There were clouds in the sky, but it didn’t seem like rain. Staring up at the clouds Clawstorm focused on her breathing.

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The black and white she-cat could not sleep that night. The night before she had an odd dream, and frankly, she did not want to have another. The night before, she remembered it too clearly. It seemed that she was talking to her mother, but Nightpaw never knew her mother, so she figured she was just talking to another cat. Nightpaw had been startled awake that night though because of her father, and she could care less about that. But today, it was her first training session and she was ready. She wanted to go. As she thought about it, she started to get hyper.

Once she saw a few rays of light, she jumped from her nest and she walked over to the fresh kill pile. She saw that Clawstorm was already eating a mouse, so Nightpaw knew she had a few moments to eat as well. She grabbed a mouse then and she walked over to her mentor. She looked at Clawstorm then and she was nearly bouncing when she was eating. "What are we doing today Clawstorm? Are we hunting or are we going over fighting techniques?" She ate the mouse quickly and once she was done she grabbed the bones and went to bury them.

She came back then and she flicked her tail quickly as she waited for her mentor to finish her own mouse.