Shellheart purred, as Stonekit and Mistykit lost their composure, tumbling over each other. He caught Spottedpaw's eye. "How about I tell you the story of the River?"
"We've already heard that one," Stonekit complained.
"It's a good story," Shellheart said. "You can stand to listen to it again."
there's holy water, undiluted; i see the divine







