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Post by *Spanglestar on Aug 30, 2008 18:52:01 GMT -5
Sunhawk, half blind and very confused, sighed and padded forward. He was leaving his home, his sister, his mother's burial place, his father. But his father was ThunderClan at heart now. He sighed again, his paws taking him to who-knows-where.
Three suns passed. RiverClan was long gone. Sunhawk was getting thinner from lack of food. When would he arrive somewhere?
Two more suns traveled by. Sunhawk's throat was parched and his belly growled. Suddenly a squirrel crossed his path. He immediately set out after it, killing it. Happy with himself, he devoured it. No matter that it was quite scrawny. It would help him survive.
At sunhigh, he found a lake. He drank out of it, homesickness pricking his paws. He swam and rested for a day. His paws ached and were scraped and torn. His legs hurt a bit, but they didn't bother him as much. He also fished for a long while.
The next sun, full and quenched, he set out again. He traveled at the same pace for five more suns, until he finally stopped. Well, for a while anyway.
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