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After a while of silently laying there I hear movement. My ears perk and I raise myself to my paws, staring out of the den.

It's Acorn. Leaving camp. I want to follow but I have second thoughts.

Come on, Lightning, a voice in my head tells me. If you lied to your father about Stormwatcher, you can easily follow him into the forest.

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