Истории Dawntail

Fawnpaw yawned as she woke up, getting used to the wounds on her body as she arose every morning. The past moons she had been training with her mentor, Silvercloud, in the dark forest. Silvercloud had been pushing the apprentice hard and a new wounds had opened up on her cheek. No doubt the clan would see it and ask. Sighing she curled up deeper into her nest. When was it all going to stop?