The rain had reached right to his skin. He dropped his vole on the fresh-kill pile and shook the water from his pelt. “Good hunting,” Ashfur congratulated him. “You’ve improved a lot these past days. It seems like your mind is on your training again.” &nb...
Clouds aren’t going to stop this Gathering. Dustpelt, Spiderleg, and Ashfur were already waiting by the camp entrance. Firestar stood beneath Highledge with Sandstorm and Brambleclaw, talking quietly to them. “Why are we hanging about?” Hollypaw fus...
The moon was high; Jaypaw could feel its light wash his pelt. He shifted his paws, stiff from waiting. “Are you sure there’s nothing I can do?” he whispered to Leafpool through the brambles covering the entrance of the medicine cats’ den. She’d sent him outside when his pa...
Mouse! His belly growled, and his eyes f lew open to see that dusk had fallen. Dove’s Wing’s pale gray shape stood on the edge of the den, peering down at him. A mouse dangled from her jaws. “You’re awake!” she exclaimed, dropping the mouse at her paws. “Are you feeling be...