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“Холодная радость зажглась в глубине янтарных глаз Сола. — Думаете, племя Теней смо­жет оправдаться? Эти тупые коты способны только верить в детские сказочки о мертвых котиках, ко­торые решат все их проблемы и придут на помощь в трудную пору! Они до сих пор верят в дурацкие знаки, идиоты!”

“Джинго кивнула, а когда остальные патрульные тепло попрощались с ней, она повернулась и побежала вдоль стены в обратную сторону. — До свидания, Джингозвездая, — прошептал Ежевика так тихо, что удаляющаяся кошка вряд ли могла его услышать. — Пусть Звездное племя освещает твой путь.”

“— Нельзя, чтобы об этом узнали в племени! — взволнованно воскликнула Остролистая. — Что если нас тоже накажут? Вдруг подумают, что мы давным-давно знали правду? Нет, давайте договоримся никому ничего не рассказывать! Может быть, Уголек еще передумает? — Ага, и ежи стаями полетят в теплые края, — усмехнулся Львиносвет.”

“For the first time, a look of uncertainty flickered across Tigercalw's face, as the few cats he had trusted turned him down. "What about you, Dusteplt?" he demanded. "You'll have richer pickings with me than ever you will in ThunderClan." 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 an 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. A murmur of appreciation rose from the listening cats and Fireheart heard Whitestorm whisper, "Well said, youngster.”

“She dipped her head to Rootspring. "I apologize," she mewed. "We've taken the wrong path. The rain seems to have washed away the scent line." Nightheart was watching Rootspring warily. Was he angry? He felt a wash of relief as the SkyClan tom dipped his head in return. "I guess in weather like this, it's easy to lose your way," Rootspring mewed. Cloudmist's whiskers were twitching. She swapped an amused look with Needleclaw, and Squirrelflight's gaze flashed with annoyance.”

“I never thought I'd find you catching prey for Sandstorm. Special to you, is she?" "I don't know what you are talking about," Fireheart protested. His fur suddenly felt hot and prickled as if ants were crawling through it. "Sandstorm is just a friend." Graystripe let out a putt of amusement. "Oh sure, if you say so." He strolled up the slope and lowered his head to butt Fireheart affectionately on the shoulder. "You're lucky, Fireheart. She's a very impressive cat." Fireheart opened his mouth and then closed it again. Graystripe wouldn't be convinced no matter what he said - and besides, maybe he was right.”

“The newcomer has lost his Twoleg collar in a battle for his honor. StarClan has spoken its approval - this cat has been released from the hold of his Twoleg owners, and is free to join ThunderClan as an apprentice. You look like a brand of fire in the sunlight. From this day forward, until he has earned his warrior name, this apprentice will be called Firepaw, in honor of his flame-colored coat.”

“Bloodclan, Attack!" Not a cat moved Tigerstar's amber eyes widened and he screeched "Attack, I order you!" Still none of the warriors moved, eccept for the small black cat who took a pace forward. He glanced twored Firestar. "I am Scourge, leader of Bloodclan," he meowed, his voice cold and quiet. "Tigerstar, my warriors are not yours to command. They will attack when I tell them, and not before." The look Tigerstar gave him was incredulous and glittered with all the hatred he had ever shown to Firestar, as is he couldn't beleive that this scrap of a cat was defying him. Firestar seized his oppertunity. He paced forward untill he stood right infront of the two leaders. Behind him, he heard graystripe hiss, "Firestar,be careful!" But this was no time for being careful. The very future of the forest was at stake, balanced on the breadth of a hair between Tigerstar's bloodthirsty quest for power and the whims of the unknown bloodclan. Now Firestar could see that the collar Scourge wore around his neck was studded with teath--The teath of dogs, and...CATS' teath too. Great Starclan! Did they kill their own kind and wear there teath as trophies?”

“He paused; a grim silence gripped the whole clearing, broken by a contemptious Rumble from Tigerstar. "Mew away, little kittypet. It won't change anything." Firestar ignored him. "Being deputy wasn't enough," he went on. "Tigerstar wanted to be leader of the clan. He set a trap for Bluestar by the Thunderpath, but my own apprentice strayed into it instead. That's how Cinderpelt came by her crippled leg." A shocked murmer swept through the clearing. Except for Bloodclan, they all knew of Cinderpelt, she was popular even with cats of other clans. Then Tigerstar conspired with Brokentail, the fomer leader of ShadowClan, who was ThunderClan's prisoner," Firestar told the listening cats. "He brought a pack of rogues into ThunderClan camp, and tried to murder Bluestar with his own claws. I stopped him, and when ThunderClan had beaten off the attack we drove him into excile. As a rogue, he slaughtered, Runningwind. Then before we knew what he was up too, he had made himself leader of ShadowClan.”

“In the deserted forest, Firestar crouched beside Spottedleaf's trembling body. Blood welled at her neck, soaking Firestar's cheek as he pressed against her. "Spottedleaf! Please don't go". Dovewing heard a sob in his mew. "You promised you'd be there to welcome me". Spottedleaf gave a tiny shake of her head. "That was never going to happen my love. I cannot journey with you anymore. I'm so sorry". Firestar pawed at her. "No! I still need you!" "Let her go" A she-cat shimmered into view, her gray fur long and matted. "Yellowfang?" Firestar looked at her, his green eyes pleading. "Don't let her disappear. Please." "This was her destiny." Yellowfang touched her muzzle to Firestar's head. "Let her follow it." "But she said she'd wait for me in StarClan!" Firestar's mew caught in his throat. Spottedleaf looked up at him and opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something. A small gasp escaped her; then she fell limp. Her fur started to blur, leaving a faint outline and then nothing but bloodstained grass. Firestar's head drooped.”

Author:Erin Hunter

“— Если бы Уголек повздорил с кем-нибудь из Грозовых котов, мы бы непременно об этом узнали! — горячо закивал Бурый. — Такое нельзя скрыть от племени! У нас же каждый на виду! «Ага, как же! И еще у нас над оврагом ежи лета­ют!»”

“There was a pause as Leopardstar strained to take a breath, and Mistyfoot half rose, ready to call for help. Then Leopardstar relaxed again. "I am sorry not to have known the joy of having kits. There was a time when I thought it might happen, but it was not to be." Her words faded away as though she was picturing something she had dreamed of long ago. "Perhaps it was for the best. But I would have been proud to call you my daughter, Mistyfoot.”

“Fire will save the Clan," she murmured, and Fireheart remembered the mysterious prophecy that he had heard from his earliest days in ThunderClan. "You never understood, did you?" Bluestar went on. "Not even when I gave you your apprentice name, Firepaw. And I doubted it myself, when fire raged through our camp. Yet I see the truth now. Fireheart, you are the fire who will save ThunderClan.”