“Look, Cloudkit, go back to the nursery now, and maybe I’ll take you out later for some hunting practice. “Fireheart, please let me come.” “No.” Fireheart exchanged an exasperated glance with Graystripe. “Especially from nosy kits.” “I wouldn’t tell any cat,” Cloudkit promised eagerly. “Is it a secret?” “Yes,” hissed Graystripe. We’re going out on a special warrior mission.” Cloudkit’s blue eyes grew round with wonder. If they hung around much longer, the whole Clan would be awake and wanting to know where they were going. Won’t I, Fireheart?” “‘Soon’ isn’t ‘now,’” Fireheart reminded him, struggling to keep calm. “Only apprentices can go out with warriors.” Cloudkit shot Graystripe a look of dislike. “Can I come with you?” “No,” Graystripe told him.
“Where are you going?” Cloudkit panted excitedly as he skidded to a stop in front of the warriors. Cloudkit was scampering toward him, yowling, “Fireheart! Wait for me!” “Fireheart,” growled Graystripe, “why does your kin always turn up at the most awkward moment?” “StarClan knows.” Fireheart sighed. Just as they reached it, a familiar voice behind them called out, “Fireheart! Fireheart!” Fireheart froze and turned around. But as he searches for answers, he uncovers secrets that some believe would be better left hidden. Fireheart is determined to find out the truth about the mysterious death of brave ThunderClan warrior Redtail. “two cats bounded across the clearing toward the gorse tunnel. With tensions so delicately balanced, former friends can become enemies overnight, and some cats are willing to kill to get what they want.
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