XI

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Two more moons have passed.

Sandclaw's kits are apprentices. My kits are the only ones left.

Three of our oldest apprentices are warriors.

I'm becoming very bored, as the only queen in the nursery. But my kits are old enough to eat prey today, so I can leave.

I'm not sure whether to feel relieved or sad.

Beekit runs into the den and leaps onto me.

Ravenkit follows and leaps on my as well.

I ask them a question.

"Do you want to meet a special cat in the Clan?" I ask them. "It'll be our own secret mission.."

"Can we really?" Beekit mews excitedly.

"Yes," I mew.

I know I shouldn't be doing this, but I can't help it.

"Follow me," I say, leaving the den.

They do as I say and follow me.

I pretend to crawl like I'm a spy.

Halfstar's out on patrol, so I can safely play with my kits in the clearing.

"Who is the special cat?" Ravenkit asks me.

"You'll see.."

I peer into the elder's den to see Vipermask staring at a wall.

The other two elders are asleep.

"Come on," I whisper.

They follow me into the den.

"Vipermask?" I murmur.

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