QUOTE : Fireheart watched her quietly as she shook her head. “I’m never going to be a warrior, am I?” Fireheart couldn’t lie to her. “No,” he whispered. “I’m so sorry.” He stretched his muzzle toward her and licked her head. After a few moments, she gave a long sigh and lay down again. “I knew it really,” she mewed. “It’s just that sometimes I dream about being in the forest, hunting with Brackenpaw, and then I wake up and the pain in my leg reminds me I’ll never hunt again. It feels too much to bear. I have to pretend that maybe, one day, I’ll be able to hunt.” Fireheart couldn’t bear to see her in such low spirits. “I’ll take you out into