"Thorns, as sharp as they are cannot withstand ice and fire; but thorns grow back when the sky clears." Pricklepaw couldn't wait to be a Warrior. Patrolling, hunting, defending his Clan... But it turns out that the life of a Warrior is more more complicated than he thought. Danger that threatens the fate of ThunderClan looms in every shadow, and Pricklepaw begins to wonder if StarClan's wishes was to watch his Clan fall. However, with strange visions and omens, it seems his decisions may change his Clan forever... DISCLAIMER!: I DO NOT own Warriors. This is just a fanfiction. Second, there is/will be some violence and some mild gore in this book. Third, I've been working on this fanfic for almost 2 years so my writing style might be a tad inconsistent. Fourth, the cover is currently outdated lol. Grayfeather is my old username