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I'm worried about the small scrap of black fur lying in the corner of the nursery.

I run over to him.

"Ravenkit?"

My heart is beating at a million miles per hour.

I crouch down and lick his torn fur.

"Ravenkit!"

I shouldn't have left Beekit outside.

I peer out of the den quickly. Vipermask is with her.

I run back over to my injured kit.

"Ravenkit! Can you hear me?"

"P-pinebreeze?"

"Yes! It's me! What happened?"

"Halfstar-" his head slumps to the ground.

"No!"

I desperately pick him up by the scruff and carry him over to the medicine den.

Cats turn their heads to watch.

"Aldergaze!"

She looks up from her herb sorting.

"Yes?"

Can't she see what's happening?

"Ravenkit needs help."

I lay him down for her to examine.

She places cobwebs on his wounds, then looks up.

I lean forward, desperate for an answer.

I get one.

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