Prophecy/Season 1/Nocturnal

NOCTURNAL
Episode 1 Season 1 of Prophecy
by Holly
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I swallowed down the last piece of prey on the fresh-kill pile, the simple mouse having no effect except being a sign of leaf-bare. The harsh leaf-bare took away everything needed for survival, the season thinking nothing but destroy, destroy. Loststar needed to notice the state we were in, or else, one by one, we would starve to death. But yet, the leader didn’t spot anything out of the ordinary.
Loststar was sleeping soundly in the den beside me. My life felt almost nocturnal. The moon supplying light for me like the sun, the sun guiding me to sleep like the moon. No one realized I was up all night. No one realized I was asleep all day. I was neglected all day until I was nothing but a speck among the Clan. My perplexed mind never figured out why.
I wanted them to notice me, respect me. But I appeared a shadow, following them, step by step, without them knowing. The urge flowed through me for them to notice me day by day, or should I say, night by night. My life didn’t feel nocturnal, my life was nocturnal. And what was wrong with that? What was wrong with sleeping through daylight?
As the moon slowly shifted downwards, I could sense it was almost daytime. I crawled into my den and watched the empty clearing slowly filling up with cats. I was so perplexed about why I went unnoticed all the time.
Why am I so bothered by this? 
Well, I am Ashdust, deputy of ShadowClan.
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Skye pounced on the mouse scurrying by before her, her unsheathed claws ripping it apart. Her stomach growled for food. I can eat as soon as I catch a few more prey, she repeatedly told herself. In her group of rogues, you could only return to the camp after catching 3 bits of prey. But the scent of the mouse was just too tempting. Nobody lives by the rules anymore, she thought as she stuck the mouse in her wide mouth.
WIP
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