Voices called all around her , “Dawnpaw! Dawnpaw! Help me! Help me!” Dovepaw voice was clearest. “ Why aren’t toi helping me! Please! Help…….” Dovepaw’s voiced died off.
Dawnpaw woke with a start, gasping for breath, then realizing it was a dream.
“Dawnpaw?” It was Thrushpaw. “ Are toi okay? You’ve been fidgeting all night.”
Relived that it was Thrushpaw, she took a deep breath and replied, “I’m fine. It was just a dream….“ she wondered if she could tell her tanière, den mate what she really dreamed about.
“About Dovepaw?” His golden brown eyes sparkled with concern....
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