"I thought I told you to stay away from BrambleClans!" an older orange cat with yellow eyes yowled. "I trusted you to follow orders, just this once! But did you listen? Not one bit!" SootPaw's only response was shrinking against a rock and whimpering. "I can't believe you're supposed to be the heir to my clan." FireStar growled as he walked away. SootPaw looked at the ground, then back to his father. "Me neither." he whispered to himself. His sister, TorchClaw walked up to him. "Another lecture from dad, huh?" she meowed mockingly. "You've really got to straighten up." said the orange she-cat with green eyes. "You're not becoming a warrior any time soon, so you know." She had intended to annoy her brother, and it seemed to work. "Shut up," meowed SootPaw. "Or what?" mocked TorchClaw. "You'll fight me? You're too weak to fight, and you know it. You're never becoming a warrior. Not in this lifetime." TorchClaw walked away, leaving SootPaw to think about that. He growled to himself. "Too weak..." he echoed. "I'll show her."
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