mild Wind spoilers
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“They are not stinky,” Finchlight told the apprentices severely. “Their scent is different from ours, that’s all—they probably don’t like ThunderClan scent. Don’t let me ever hear any of you call any cat’s scent yucky or stinky.” Graypaw and Bristlepaw ducked their heads, repentant. “I won’t, Finchlight,” said Graypaw. “Neither will I,” Bristlepaw added. “I promise.” The patrol had left the SkyClan border behind and was making its way along the edge of ThunderClan territory when Nightheart picked up another scent and halted to work out where it was coming from. “What’s that?” Bristlepaw asked. “It’s yucky!” Graypaw exclaimed, then added hastily, “I mean, it’s different.” “It’s okay,” Finchlight told him, a gleam of amusement in her eyes. “You can call that one yucky. It’s a scent that no cat likes.”
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