Drabble for Clan of Frozen Mountains Forum.
Disclaimer: I do not own warriors.
The night sky was a vast blackness with only twinkling silver stars and no moon to break the darkness. But Dewkit was in another world, the world of dreams.
In Dewkit's mind, he was chasing a fluffy brown squirrel. It darted up a tree and the kit fell onto the ground, too small even in his dreams to climb a branchless pine. The dream turned into a nightmare as laughs echoed around the kit, chasing him. Dewkit scrambled against the tree, trying to run from the insane laughter.
The little gray kit shivered and twitched before waking up, terrified.
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