Dying Lake

Your father smiles as you tell him his secret is safe with you. He brushes his cheek against yours, purring. "Thank you, Frostpaw. I knew I could trust you." You blink, as your father rises. "You should go to sleep, as should I. I'll see you tomorrow, my daughter." He murmurs. With a quick lick to your nose, he turns and trods into the warrior's den. You watch your father leave, and stand. Your paws feel heavy, and you feel tired. You turn and push yourself into the apprentice's den, yawning. You lay down next to...