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For @Dovekit12

Emerging from the warriors den and blinking the last traces of sleep from the depths of his amber eyes, Sunchaser stretched his jaws in a tiresome yawn. He gave a shake of his fur, allowing any dust particles that had accumulated to simply flake off. Above him, the faint smell of crisp leaves still seemed to surround him and the younger warrior frowned. The memory of the fire still haunted his memory and dragged at his paws like dried mud. He could acutely recall the yowls of desperation that had filled the camp as every cat scrambled in dismay. He remembered frantically searching for Wingdrop and Amberwish, two of his closest friends in ThunderClan, and being relieved when he had managed to find both. Now, things seemed semi-peaceful, although there was a lot of rebuilding to do still. He wondered where Ratnight was, although even thinking of the new leader sent shivers down the toms spine.

Sunchaser padded forward to the barely-there fresh-kill pile and let out a sigh. "Time for a hunting patrol soon," he murmured, feeling his heart ache at the poor sight at his paws. Just a shriveled up shrew and the remains of a blackbird. With leaf-bare already in full swing, the young tom knew that before long prey would become scarce, and every warrior in ThunderClan would be called upon to upkeep the daily hunting duties. He moved away from the prey pile and sat down a few tail lengths away, beginning to lap at his slightly ruffled orange fur in an attempt to wash it - and away all the thoughts that were swirling in his mind.