Come on, hurry up, snailpaws,” Toklo growled at Lusa. He poked her in the side with his nose. “Where’s all that annoying early-morning cheerfulness you’re usually so full of?”
“Well, maybe if you hadn’t woken me up by dropping a fish on my head,” Lusa protested, yawning.

Toklo raked his companions with a hard glance. “Don’t risk your own safety.”
“I bet you’ll risk yours,” Lusa said, aware once again of how deeply she trusted this bear.
“That’s what I’m here for,” Toklo retorted.

Oh, and welcome to the Three.

She let out a strangled laugh. “Yeah, that’s how it works. I just woke up one morning and was like, ‘gee, I want to screw Kyler.’ Seriously, you have no clue.

I suppose.” Mousefur sniffed. “No doubt it’ll be up to me to teach them manners. Kits nowadays don’t know how to show any respect.”
Jayfeather’s whiskers twitched with amusement.
“Don’t you believe it,” Purdy whispered. “She was teaching Lilykit and Seedkit how to reach under the wall of the warriors’ den and catch stray tails yesterday.

I woke in the hour before dawn, stuck in that strange state where the memory of your dreams is still powerful enough to motivate your actions.