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More time passed. It was sort of uneventful, everyone going about their normal duties.

On the fourth day since then, Berrykit woke up, something different in the air. Leafpool hadn’t gotten any better about the prophecy — It was driving her insane.

Berrykit suddenly remembered. It was time for them to become apprentices! He didn’t know what Mousekit felt, but he had certainly been very bored, especially while being kept strictly in the nursery most of the time due to Daisy’s paranoia. It was finally time for all this to stop.

This was really exciting to him. Pretty much anything that didn’t involver him being constantly fussed over by Daisy constantly was exciting!

He was hit by a sudden wave of doubt as Cloustar called a Clan meeting.

Could this really be about to happen?