FYI: Just because the series is about cats, DOESN'T mean it's kiddie!
"YOU ARE FIRE, AND bạn WILL BLAZE THROUGH THE FOREST..." Bluestar--leader of ThunderClan--has been prophesied to guide her Clan to power in a time of great turmoil. But closely guarded secrets form the past haunt her every paw step, and dark shadows whisper in her ears. Will she protect her Clan? hoặc collapse under the weight of her desiny?
A selection from the book:
...Bluefur pushed herself onto her haunches and leaned against Oakheart, enjoying the smoothness of his pelt and the firmness of his muscles beneath. He still smelled a bit fishy, but his scent was overlaid with the tang of pines.
Oakheart sighed. "I've waited so many moons for this." He twisted his head and looked down into her eyes. "For you."
Bluefur dropped her gaze to her paws, sudenly feeling very self-conscious. Oakheart nuzzled her as she looked up at him.
"Every cat in my Clan's been telling me to get a mate," he murmured. "But I want no other mate but you."
"I know what bạn mean," Bluefur mewed. "Larksong told me I should pair off with..." She stopped, seeing hurt spark his gaze.
Oakheart leaned away. "Is there another cat who..."
"No," Bluefur mewed quickly. "Only..."
"Only what?"
"I've been raising Snowfur's kit. I haven't had time to think about mates."
"You've done a wonderful job. Your sister would be proud of you. But Whitestorm's a warrior now."
Oakheart pointed out. "You've got to live your own life."
"Maybe," Bluefur whispered. "But this can never happen."
"What?"
"Us."
"Why?" Hurt cracked Oakheart's mew.
Bluefur couldn't believe ir wasn't obvios. "We're from different Clans!" *And I have a destiny that doesn't leave room for a mate.*
Pain twisted her heart. She tried to push it away but it hung there like grief, cold and heavy. She pressed closer to Oakheart, and his warmth eased her sadness.
"If we carry on meeting like this," she murmured, "we'll end up bein hurt."
"The only thing that can hurt me," he breathed, "is being apart from you."...
How's that? I highly recommend this book.
"YOU ARE FIRE, AND bạn WILL BLAZE THROUGH THE FOREST..." Bluestar--leader of ThunderClan--has been prophesied to guide her Clan to power in a time of great turmoil. But closely guarded secrets form the past haunt her every paw step, and dark shadows whisper in her ears. Will she protect her Clan? hoặc collapse under the weight of her desiny?
A selection from the book:
...Bluefur pushed herself onto her haunches and leaned against Oakheart, enjoying the smoothness of his pelt and the firmness of his muscles beneath. He still smelled a bit fishy, but his scent was overlaid with the tang of pines.
Oakheart sighed. "I've waited so many moons for this." He twisted his head and looked down into her eyes. "For you."
Bluefur dropped her gaze to her paws, sudenly feeling very self-conscious. Oakheart nuzzled her as she looked up at him.
"Every cat in my Clan's been telling me to get a mate," he murmured. "But I want no other mate but you."
"I know what bạn mean," Bluefur mewed. "Larksong told me I should pair off with..." She stopped, seeing hurt spark his gaze.
Oakheart leaned away. "Is there another cat who..."
"No," Bluefur mewed quickly. "Only..."
"Only what?"
"I've been raising Snowfur's kit. I haven't had time to think about mates."
"You've done a wonderful job. Your sister would be proud of you. But Whitestorm's a warrior now."
Oakheart pointed out. "You've got to live your own life."
"Maybe," Bluefur whispered. "But this can never happen."
"What?"
"Us."
"Why?" Hurt cracked Oakheart's mew.
Bluefur couldn't believe ir wasn't obvios. "We're from different Clans!" *And I have a destiny that doesn't leave room for a mate.*
Pain twisted her heart. She tried to push it away but it hung there like grief, cold and heavy. She pressed closer to Oakheart, and his warmth eased her sadness.
"If we carry on meeting like this," she murmured, "we'll end up bein hurt."
"The only thing that can hurt me," he breathed, "is being apart from you."...
How's that? I highly recommend this book.
