Everyone raced to the scene. The only thing that came out of Flytuft's mouth was, "She smells like BronzeClan. I-I think a BronzeClan warrior killed her!"
Flytuft was right -- When Goldenpaw took a Closer look, she scented of BronzeClan. Her mentor padded to Yellowstar. "Yellowstar, may Goldenpaw, Silverpaw, Bronzepaw, Dovetalon and I take a patrol to reinforce the territories?" "Yes," Said Yellowstar.
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At the patrol, boy did the territory need reinforcements. It carried a trail of BronzeClan scent all the way to TriTrees, and it continued in BronzeClan territory. After they finished strengthening the territory, Silverpaw asked Goldenpaw, "Who do you think might do it?" Goldenpaw thought for a moment, then said, "I don't know, you?" Silverpaw just simply shook her head. "Nobody, not a single cat."
Once they returned Goldenpaw went to sleep, dreaming of catching the BronzeClan culprit and avenging Feathershimmer.
The next day Copperheart weakly limped into camp and straight into the medicine den, battered and bruised. And what did she smell of?
BronzeClan. And not just any BronzeClan cat, but the same one who killed Feathershimmer.
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Warriors: The Golden Games
FantasyIf you had a destiny, what would it be? Goldenkit of GoldenClan has a destiny to fulfill -- To stop the bloodthirsty Graystream from taking over the three Clans. But as she plans to stop the Dark forest Warrior with her littermates, Silverkit and Br...
