"We should head back," Fireheart murmured, his voice barely a breath. "Bluestar will be expecting a report on the RiverClan border."
Fireheart didn't answer. He knew that for Graystripe, the borders weren't just lines on a map anymore—they were walls. As they turned back toward the camp, Fireheart felt the weight of the coming winter. The ice was forming not just on the puddles, but between friends and Clans alike, and he feared that soon, no amount of fire could melt it. AI responses may include mistakes. Learn more "We should head back," Fireheart murmured, his voice
Graystripe nodded slowly, his amber eyes clouded. "I know. It's just... the forest feels smaller than it used to, doesn't it?" As they turned back toward the camp, Fireheart
Specifically, it seems to point to (Series 1), Book 2: Fire and Ice , potentially referencing Chapter 2 or page 123 . Learn more Graystripe nodded slowly, his amber eyes