Chapter four

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I pounced on the mouse. I was eight moons now, and nothing much had happened since the badger. I thought over and over; surly it ment something that my family had been torn apart by the creature I was named after!

I picked it up and went back to the jay and sparrow I had caught earlier. My mentor, Deadear,who had been named after his shredded ear, was looking at a deathberry bush. I couldn't understand his fascination in the things. "Badgerpaw, come here." he ordered, and I did so. He passed me a mouse. "Eat it." he demanded "But I don't-"

"Eat it!" he snarled, and I did so.It tasted foul, then I realised, it had deathberry juice on it.

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