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21 " Tigerclaw swung his head around and fixed her with a yellow glare. “Defend myself to you, you gutless excuse for a warrior? What sort of a leader are you? Keeping the peace with other Clans. Helping them! You barely punished Fireheart and Graystripe for feeding RiverClan, and you sent them to fetch WindClan home! I would have never shown such kittypet softness. I would have brought back the days of TigerClan. I would have made ThunderClan great!” “And how many cats would have died for it?” Bluestar murmured, almost to herself. "
― Erin Hunter , Forest of Secrets (Warriors, #3)
22 " There’s no herb to heal a broken heart,” she murmured. “Only time will do that. "
23 " Brackenfur’s purring faltered and his eyes looked troubled. “You should have been with me,” he murmured, gently nosing her injured leg. “No, I’m fine as I am,” Cinderpaw insisted. “You’ll have to be a warrior for both of us. And I’ll have to settle for being the greatest medicine cat this forest has ever seen! "
24 " he felt as if a tree had fallen and pinned him to the ground. "
25 " Kill him!” “Blind him!” “Drive him out of the forest! "
26 " Fireheart "
27 " Fourtrees "
28 " Silverstream!” Graystripe reared up and flung back his head. His wails of grief split the quiet air. “Silverstream! "
29 " Cloudkit was sitting under the yew bush with a couple of his littermates, explaining importantly that those were deathberries, and they must never, never eat them. Feeling amused by the young kit’s seriousness, Fireheart meowed a greeting as he went by. "
30 " And don’t forget the fox dung. "
31 " Take no notice of Crowfur. He’d find fault with StarClan. "
32 " Princess’s eyes shone with pride, and Fireheart felt a prickle of uncertainty in his fur. He knew how much it meant to his sister to have given her firstborn to the Clan. There was no way he could let her have any doubts about how the kit was settling into Clan life. "
33 " deliberately "
34 " But . . . we won’t be apprentices again, will we?” Graystripe meowed anxiously. “No.” Bluestar allowed a gleam of amusement "
35 " Fireheart tried to hide his misgivings as he led the three RiverClan warriors down the tunnel and into the camp. "
36 " Fireheart’s fur prickled with fear of the picture she painted. "
37 " His enthusiastic, sometimes scatterbrained apprentice was maturing into a cat of great inner strength and power. "
38 " You can try, kittypet,” Tigerclaw sneered through a mouthful of sand. "
39 " The young brown tabby got deliberately to his paws and picked his way through the surrounding cats until he stood in front of Tigerclaw. “I looked up to you,” he meowed in a clear, level voice. “I wanted to be like you. But Redtail was my mentor. I owe him more than any cat. And you killed him.” Grief and fury made his limbs shake, but he kept going. “You killed him and betrayed the Clan. I’d rather die than follow you.” He turned and stalked away. "
40 " ¡Cagarrutas de ratón! "