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1 " Breezepelt and Crowfeather will try to infuriate the stoats—” “They should find that really easy,” Jayfeather put in. "
― Erin Hunter , Crowfeather’s Trial (Warriors Super Edition, #11)
2 " Pickle? Stupid name! Stupid cat! "
3 " Crowfeather might almost have thought that his son was dead, except for the faint rise and fall of his chest and the blood that was still trickling from his belly wound and many others. "
4 " No, it wasn’t okay,” Crowfeather meowed, then added quickly before Featherpaw had time to look disappointed, “It was magnificent. Well done!” Featherpaw blinked up at him happily. “It’s your catch really,” she purred. “You’re such a great mentor!” Crowfeather felt a tingle of satisfaction in his paws, reflecting that even though he hadn’t been the best father when his kits were growing up, he was at least a good mentor now. Maybe that can make up for my other failings. . . . "
5 " Thanks, Crowfeather!” he panted. Looking around, Crowfeather spotted Gorsetail in a nearby beech tree, her fur fluffed up as she spat defiance at the foxes below. And where were you when your apprentice was in danger? Crowfeather wondered. "
6 " Your father killed Firestar in the Dark Forest. You must be so proud of him! "
7 " It’s one of those StarClan-cursed stoats! "
8 " It doesn’t even look as if it’ll be that hard,” Oatpaw added as he peered out at the stoats. “They’re kind of . . . cute! "
9 " I feel sorry for ThunderClan, stuck with you as leader, when every cat knows the bad blood you’ve inherited. "
10 " to overtake his son. “Stoats!” Crowfeather gasped. Snow-white stoats! "
11 " Nightcloud is a tough warrior. If she thought the stoats were a threat to Breezepelt, she would have fought to defend him—to her last breath if she had to. And maybe she did. "
12 " but her voice was actually friendly as she replied. “I’m sorry, Pickle, but I always told you I’m a Clan cat. I belong on the moor.” Pickle? Crowfeather thought. What sort of name is that for a cat? "
13 " Many days had passed since the stoats had attacked the WindClan camp. Most of the injured cats had recovered, though Crowfeather still felt a twinge of pain when he put his weight on his wounded hind leg. Leafpool and Mothwing had returned to their own Clans and now sat close to the Great Oak with their fellow medicine cats. "
14 " Bramblestar nodded agreement. “Then Breezepelt and Crowfeather will try to infuriate the stoats—” “They should find that really easy,” Jayfeather put in. His Clan leader gave him a stare from narrowed eyes. “Thank you, Jayfeather,” he mewed, an irritated edge to his voice. "
15 " Your father killed Firestar in the Dark Forest. You must be so proud of him! If not for his savagery, you might never have become leader. Did you and Tigerstar make that plan together? "
16 " Bramblestar nodded agreement. “Then Breezepelt and Crowfeather will try to infuriate the stoats—” “They should find that really easy,” Jayfeather put in. His Clan leader gave him a stare from narrowed eyes. “Thank you, Jayfeather,” he mewed, an irritated edge to his voice. “As I was saying,” he continued, “Crowfeather and Breezepelt will infuriate the stoats enough to draw them out of the tunnels, where the warriors will be waiting for them. "
17 " Thank you for helping me,” Lionblaze began, halting a pace or two in front of Breezepelt. His gaze and his tone were wary. “But why did you? You said I should never have been born. You wanted me dead.” Breezepelt looked up at him, equally awkward. His eyes were guilty as he replied. “I should never have listened to the Dark Forest cats,” he mewed stiffly. “You’re a Clan cat, and my loyalty should be to the Clans. "
18 " I know how that feels, and I don’t want to feel it again—but that’s in the paws of StarClan. "
19 " Without hesitation Breezepelt darted in among them and slashed his claws across the nearest stoat’s face before darting out again and running on. “Take that, mange-pelt!” he yowled. The injured stoat let out a screech of pain, and a furious chittering rose from its denmates. "
20 " Crowfeather let out a snort. “Nor can I. I have no idea where that came from. Maybe it was just seeing my kit attacked! "