The sun was setting on the ThunderClan camp, and I eagerly awaiting sleep. Not to have pleasant dreams, of course, but to train in the Dark Forest. Most nights I dreaded it.
My mentor, Splitmask, had been working me especially hard the past moon. Why? Because there was a sort of 'gathering' of the Dark Forest. Every mentor and their apprentice would come to fight eachother. Even the mentors would.
Splitmask had also mentioned a surprise at the end, but of course she didn't tell me.
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