Crookedstar stood on his hind legs, bring his front paws down on Oakheart’s shoulders. “I am nothing like Rainflower!” he said. “I’m acting in her best interests.” The breath knocked out on him, his face pressed into the mud of RiverClan camp, Oakheart struggled out, “I’m sure that’s what she thought, too.” (For a moment, he wasn’t thinking of their mother.)
anywhere you go, i go
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