Prologue

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     I haul myself up to my paws, blinking awake. I stumble, weak from the exhaustion. The scent of Roseycheek and Starfur are stale.

    Pain suddenly scorches the side of my head. I gingerly touch with my paw to where the pain is. My paw touches something wet and sticky. I retract my paw in surprise to see what it was I touched.

     I see the familiar scarlet colour of blood.

     The memories start flooding back like a downpour of rain. Starfur barrelled into me so hard and caught me off guard causing me to fall and hit my head on a...

     I turn my gaze onto the ground where my head was.

     A huge sharp rock spikes threateningly out of the ground, stained with what appears to be my blood.

     I stare at the rock in shock. I'm lucky to have survived that. I should've been dead from that!

     I need to head back to camp and report to King Rabbitfur. Oh no, what will he think of me? I failed what should've been a simple task and I'm his beta! I have failed my one duty to the pack!

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