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Early morning light shone into her den. Rainpaw opened her eyes and got up, then left the apprentices' den. It was her first day of training, but she wasn't that excited. Ever since her sister disappeared, she had been depressed and bored with almost everything. Ravenkit had been the light of her life, always there for her. She had kept her going, often entertaining her and just hanging out together. They would often roll moss balls back and forth, or pounce on leaves or each other. They even went exploring out in the forest together one day, although when they got back Frostfur wasn't very happy about it. But the fun was worth it. She was such a wonderful sister to her, while Thistlepaw was always acting motherly. She sighed. Why did she have to leave? Maybe she went out to explore again, but then again, knowing Ravenkit, she would've taken her with her. And she wouldn't have been gone for so long. But maybe it wasn't on her own will…

She shook her head to clear her thoughts for now and padded to the warriors' den. She decided she might as well call her mentor, Autumnflare, awake so she could start her training early to occupy herself.

"Autumnflare, wake up. I'm ready for training," she whispered.

"Shut up and go away, I don't want to hear it," Autumnflare spat, tossing and turning in her moss bed.

"Can you please train me?" Rainpaw asked, her head cocked to one side.

Autumnflare got up quickly. "Leave now or-"

When she saw whom she was talking to, she stopped. "I'm too pretty for this," she stated in an emotionless tone.

"Um, yeah. Can we go train now?" Rainpaw mewed awkwardly.

"Why so early?" she asked her.

"Because…well…I thought it would be a good time," Rainpaw admitted.

"Well it's not. You're going to have to wait." With that Autumnflare laid back down and fell asleep.

Rainpaw blinked in confusion and padded over to the fresh kill pile.

Might as well get something to eat, she thought and grabbed a sparrow. She picked at it a bit, not feeling very hungry anymore. Then she sat in a patch of sunlight and groomed herself until Autumnflare finally showed up.

"Hey," Rainpaw greeted. "Can we start training now?" Autumnflare had sat down next to her and was grooming as well.

"Hold on, I just found a dirty spot." She started to lick furiously in one spot, occasionally stopping to bite and pull at the fur in that area.

When she was done she inspected herself and then muttered, "I am so beautiful," before finally padding out the entrance.

Rainpaw caught up to her and matched her pace. "So what am I going to learn today?" she inquired.

"Today I will teach you the basics of hunting," Autumnflare replied.

"Okay," said Rainpaw. "Where do I start?"

Autumnflare stopped moving and turned to look at her. Rainpaw copied her and stopped and turned as well.

"First, why not you show me how to pounce?" She suggested.

"I'll try," she muttered. "But perhaps a demonstration?"

"Why do I have to do all the work?" Autumnflare wondered out loud and pressed herself low to the ground. Then she crept forward slowly and quietly, her haunches wiggling back and forth. She got back up and nodded at her. "Then you pounce."

"I'll give it a shot," Rainpaw announced and pressed herself down on the ground. Her haunches, however, were a little too high, and as she crept forward, she was quite loud. Then she wiggled her haunches and pounced.

"You were too loud, your haunches were too high, and overall, you were clumsy," Autumnflare pointed out.

"Well, it was my first time actually really trying," Rainpaw mewed.

"Whatever," she muttered. "Now I guess you should try again."

So they practiced for a while until she got it well enough, then they finally went out in search of prey.

"Sniff the air, what do you smell?" Autumnflare asked.

Rainpaw lifted her nose to the air and sniffed.

"Mouse."

"All right then," she meowed. "Now go find it and catch it using the pounce technique."

So Rainpaw gazed around and spotted a brown mouse nibbling on a nut. She crouched low and crept forward, stopped, wiggled her haunches, and pounced. She landed on her target and delivered the killing bite. She picked up her prey and brought it back to Autumnflare.

"Not bad," she observed. "Now what do you smell?"

"Nothing."

"Well let's keep moving then." Rainpaw carried her mouse and started to follow her mentor.

She stopped. "Bury it."

"The mouse?" asked Rainpaw.

"Yes, the mouse. Bury it," she repeated.

Rainpaw then dropped the mouse and started to dig. "Aren't you going to help?"

"No, this is your lesson. Besides, I'd get dirt in my claws."

She rolled her eyes and continued to dig. When the hole was finished, she grasped the mouse, placed in inside, and kicked the dirt over it. Afterwards, they went out in search of more prey.

When they returned to camp, Rainpaw had caught two voles as well. They dropped their prey in the fresh kill pile and went their separate ways. Autumnflare headed to the warriors' den, while Rainpaw padded to a patch of sunlight and laid down again.

Suddenly Thistlepaw and Songshadow padded out from the apprentices' den. Thistlepaw looked at her as they went by with a questioning look on his face.

"I already went training!" She retorted, knowing exactly what he meant.

He shrugged and followed Songshadow out the camp.

She sighed and stayed in the sunlight, enjoying its warmth.

Will my sister ever come back? She wondered.