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Bramblestar and Squirrelflight proud.
    But deep down inside, Alderpaw wasn’t sure he could do it. I’m not really a medicine cat. I’m not . . . special enough.
    A chilly dawn mist filled the stone hollow as Alderpaw tumbled out of his den. Sparkpaw was still snoring peacefully in her mossy nest. He arched his back in a good long stretch, then headed out into the camp.
    Most of his Clanmates were still asleep, though Squirrelflight was standing outside the warriors’ den, organizing the dawn patrol with Brackenfur, Berrynose, and Brightheart.
    â€œYou’re up early,” she remarked to Alderpaw as he padded past.
    â€œJayfeather wants me in the medicine cats’ den,” Alderpaw responded.
    â€œBest not be late, then,” his mother mewed, giving him a swift lick around the ears. “But get yourself some fresh-kill first. You can’t learn on an empty belly.”
    â€œThanks!” Alderpaw darted to the fresh-kill pile, grabbed a shrew, and gulped it down.
    This was Alderpaw’s second day as a medicine-cat apprentice. The day before, he had sat in a corner of the den, watching and trying to keep out of the way. But Leafpool had said that today he would start helping.
    Part of him was looking forward to that, but Alderpaw was sure that Jayfeather, who was always so snappy and short-tempered, didn’t really want him there. Leafpool is much kinder, he thought with a sigh, but I wish she would stop giving me funny looks.
    Both medicine cats slept in the den, along with Briarlight, whose hind legs didn’t work, and any other sick cats who needed constant attention. It was so crowded that Jayfeather and Leafpool had decided that for the time being Alderpaw should still sleep in the apprentices’ den with Sparkpaw. Alderpaw was glad to be with his littermate, but it made him feel even more that he wasn’t a real medicine cat. His pelt felt hot with jealousy all over again when he remembered the previous night: Sparkpaw had told him all about going on a border patrol with Cherryfall and the other cats. Why can’t I just be normal and a good warrior apprentice like Sparkpaw? he thought with a sigh. Then he braced himself. I won’t think like that anymore. I’m going to do the best I can. I’m not going to fail at this too.
    As soon as Alderpaw pushed his way past the bramble screen in front of the medicine cats’ den, Jayfeather turned from where he was rooting among the herbs in the cleft at the back. “You’re late,” he snapped.
    â€œOh, come on, Jayfeather,” Leafpool meowed, looking up from massaging Briarlight’s hindquarters. “The sun isn’t up yet.”
    Jayfeather bared his teeth in the beginning of a snarl. “I’ll say what I like,” he retorted. “I’m not your apprentice now. Did you sleep well?” he asked Alderpaw.
    â€œYes, thanks,” Alderpaw responded, taken aback by the sudden change in Jayfeather’s tone from irritable to intense.
    Jayfeather turned to face him. “Do you have strange dreams sometimes?”
    Alderpaw felt awkward under Jayfeather’s blind gaze. It seemed almost rude to stare at him when he knew Jayfeather couldn’t see. He glanced aside, only to meet Leafpool’s gaze, also fixed intently on him.
    Alderpaw’s skin crawled as if a whole nest of ants was living in his fur. “I—I guess I do, sometimes,” he stammered. “Doesn’t every cat?”
    â€œI do!” Briarlight interrupted, hauling herself up onto her forepaws. “I dreamed just the other night that I remembered I could fly, and I went soaring off over Clan territory. It was great!”
    Alderpaw was thoroughly relieved to have the attention taken away from him.
    Jayfeather and Leafpool exchanged a glance; then Jayfeather shrugged and turned back to the stored herbs. “Come over here,” he meowed to Alderpaw. “It’s time you started