Chapter 21-?? No ideas lol

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We're getting so close to the end of the story :( (I have in mind how it's gonna end)

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Candytail woke up and looked around.

Everyone was fast asleep, per usual .

She got up and shook her fur, and exited the den.

The cold air sent shivers down her spine.

No one seemed awake, and the sun was just rising.

She padded toward the forest.

She sighed,what was the point?
She was horrible at hunting and she would just be wasting her time.

She had to mentor Palmpaw and she didn't want to be late.

She shook her head,and headed into the trees.

She felt uneasy–that she could barely see anything with the big oak trees blocking the source of light.

The sound of crunching appeared.

Candytail's eyes widen and she looked around.

She probably heard something, knowing her.

But she still felt like someone was following her.

She was going mental honestly.

She wasn't watching where she was going and ended up coming across a pack of wolves.

There was another reason for her to hate herself.

The Wolves' eyes seemed filled with rage and they growled.

Candytail had no idea in StarClan what to do.

She couldn't possibly fight off 3 wolves.

Without thinking she ran.

She had no idea where she was going but far enough to get away from those flesh eating wolves.

The scent of the camp disappeared.

"Great I'm lost.." She quivered.

She carefully looked around.

The wolves weren't in sight, but their scent still lingered in the air.

She walked from where she came from, she most likely would run into the wolves.

At this point she just wanted to show the clan she had some reason to be in this clan.

She always looked up to Teastar.

Maybe it was his courage? Or his strength? She could still remember when she freaked out when she was mentored by him.

She still looked up to him—but it seemed impossible for her to be a great warrior like him.

He's been through so much.

When CinderAsh died, when he almost died.

He was brave, and Candytail could never be that brave.

But she continued on hopping to catch the scent of the clan.

There were scents from the cats, but they were all washed away from the rain.

She knew she was lost.

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The countdown beings everybody!

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