“I knew ThunderClan would blame me!” she hissed, her eyes flashing with all her old hostility. “Where are the kits?” Firepaw demanded. “We can smell their blood!” spat Graypaw. “Have you harmed them?” “I don’t have them,” snarled Yellowfang angrily. “I’ve come to find them and take them back. I stopped because I smelled blood too. But they’re not here.”
