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Dying Lake by KatIsBigLoser
Your eyes close, and you snuggle closer into your nest. You wrap your tail around your nose, breathing easing into a slow, steady pace. That's why you yelp in surprise when a wet nose nudges your side. "Wake up, Frostpaw!" A mew sounds. You open your eyes blearily, blinking at the blurry shape. It was Blackcherry, her bright eyes staring into yours. "We're going on dawn patrol!" She mews.
"Please, let me sleep." You whine.
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