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Tom | Kit | 4 moons
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Arctickits voice rang clear in Emberkits mind. He was back in BloodClan. His parents had come to rescue him. He heard Eldritch's horrifying yowl alerting the rest of BloodClan of the ThunderClan intruders. "Arctic, where are you!"
Emberkit cried looking around frantically for the familiar pelt of his sister. "Emberkit, help me!"
His sisters voice was becoming more and more distressed. He could feel tears running down his face as he maneuvered through the fighting bodied of BloodClan and ThunderClan. "Arctickit! I can't find you!"
Emberkit said through sobs trying to see through his tears as he searched for his sister. He heard his sister let out a blood curdling scream and Emberkit yowled before everything faded to black.
Emberkit awoke with a jolt, he was breathing heavily as he tried to assess his surroundings. He was in the ThunderClan nursery. Slowly Emberkits adrenaline began to die down as he realized he was home. His mind drifted back to Arctickit, how is parents were too scared to send out another patrol. "I'll get you back Arctic, I promise."
He muttered before rising to his feet and exiting the nursery.
The sun was already at its highest point, no doubt the apprentices were already done with their training. He was going to be apprenticed in two moons, but if he wanted to rescue Arctickit he coudn't wait any longer to start training. Ever since he had returned from BloodClan he had been watching the other apprentices train, he had learned as much as he could from just observing. He needed a hands on teacher. It didn't matter how much he pleaded to his parents the answer was still always no.
Emberkit spotted Lightningpaw near the freshkill pile. He had watched Lightningpaw in combat training and he was really good. Emberkit glanced around to make sure no one was watching before approaching the apprentice. "I need you to teach me how to fight."
He said in a hushed tone.
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