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"Wolfpaw." Sunfeather's voice sounded muffled and faint, as if she were standing far away. Wolfpaw didn't look up and continued to sort the herbs. His paws moved mechanically as his mind churned in thought. "Wolfpaw!" This time, he snapped back to the present and met his mentor's gaze. "I've called you three times. I'm standing right beside you and you're acting like you can't hear me." Sunfeather's eyes glimmered with worry. "Are you alright? You've seemed very distracted ever since we came back from the Moonpool a quarter moon ago." "No, I'm fine." Wolfpaw insisted, reluctant to explain the dream he'd had at the Moonpool. "Wolfpaw," Sunf