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The day had only just sarted, and her mother and the two ravens decided to interrupt Poem’s sleeping in. Most days she begged for her mother to take her on the first patrol, of course she still didn’t quite have the stamina that Shaye did and was often told no, or she slept in too late. Like today.

She felt the gentle prodding of Edgar as he was determined to wake her from her slumber. She moaned in complaint as she rolled over. Bright blue and lavender eyes opened to find her mother standing at the entrance of the den with both ravens watching her. All the rest of her sleepiness fell away.

”What’s going on?” She asked innocently as she found her paws. She didn’t miss that Motif was already gone, and she wondered what was going on.