Dark River

Birchfall lapped at his wound "You're not very sympathetic for a medicine cat" "I'm here to HEAL you. If you want sympathy, go to the nursery" Jaypaw mewed

Being Tigerstar's son has meant I've had to win the trust of every ThunderClan cat over and over. So I know how frustrating it is when you have to prove something that shouldn't need proving.

I am no warrior, but I am a ThunderClan cat. I stay in the nursery rather than hunt and fight because that is what I do best. I care for our young as though they were my own. This is my gift to the Clan, but I do it in my own chosen name.

What can be more exciting than that?" "Fighting ShadowClan

It is better to scare off a mouse than welcome a badger

The coming battle was waiting like a fox in the shadows.

They were as superstitious as owls!

There will be three, kin of your kin, who hold the power of the stars in their paws.

But Jaypaw seemed to be guided by invisible paws, as though he walked in a secret world she could never be part of. They

I know what it's like to have friends in other Clans. To feel that there's something stronger that your Clan calling you away from home.

I’m loyal to my Clan, Lionpaw told himself. I shouldn’t have to prove it. But still, the bitter taste of his lie stung in his throat.

Lionpaw glared over his shoulder at the three cats, wishing he could ignore the stupid truce and rip a piece of fur from each of them.

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Keep still.” Jaypaw felt the hardness beneath Graystripe’s flank. “You’ve just given yourself gas.