I hope he has them chasing blue squirrels all day!" Graystripe hissed to Fireheart as they headed toward the corner where a few pieces of fresh-kill remained from last night. "But there aren't any blue squirrels," Fireheart mewed in confusion. Precisely!" Graystripe's amber eyes gleamed.
Erin HunterSilverstream: You idiot!!! What are you doing in my territory??? Graystripe:...Drowning? Silverstream: Can't you do that in your own territory? Graystripe: Ah, but who would rescue me there?
Erin HunterNow Darkstripe,' Graypaw hissed to Firepaw under his breath, 'is neither young, nor pretty.
Erin Hunter'I've got my warrior name, too!' - 'Crookedjaw?' - 'How did you guess?' A purr rumbled in his throat. 'Beacuse your tail's still straight.'
Erin Hunter