Oh, and welcome to the Three.

Your gift is not a burden," she whispered. "But you must be brave, because it has more power than the sharpest claw.

Crowpaw,I can hear the voices clearly now, this is for me to do.

All cats old enough to catch thier own prey,gather here under the High Rock for a clan meeting!

Bumblestripe: “I think we showed them.” Hazeltail: “Showed them what? How much blood can be spilled in a pointless battle?

Three young cats with starlight in their eyes and the whisper of ancient wind in their fur." -Rock, Cats of the Clans

Good-bye, Graystripe. I love you. Take care of our kits.