Waterpelt flicked his tail. "Shall we go back now? We fixed the part the apprentices screwed up." It was hardly anything, he mused, Why did their clan punish them so much?
Spiritfire purred, keeping Patterntail warm as he drifted off with her.
Flickerpaw nodded, then sniffed the air, following Silverpaw's and Robinpaw's scents. She was still mangled by grief inside, but a wave of jealousy came over her. What was Silverpaw doing with Robinpaw? She raced on toward them.











