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“Yellowfang, come here!”
Yellowfang pushed her way through the ferns. When she emerged on the other side, she found
herself gazing at a small hawthorn tree. One of the newest apprentices, Stumpypaw, Rowanberry’s
kit, was hanging from the lowest branch by his teeth.
“Stumpypaw!” Yellowfang exclaimed. “What in the name of StarClan are you doing?”
When Stumpypaw opened his mouth to reply, he crashed to the ground in a tangle of legs and tail.
“Now I’m going to be in big trouble!” he wailed as he picked himself up. “Brokentail told me I had to
stay there until he came back!”
“What?” Yellowfang exchanged an incredulous look with Nightpelt. “No mentor would do that!
You must have misunderstood.”
Stumpypaw hung his head. “I was chattering during battle training, so Brokentail said I needed to
learn how to keep my jaws shut.”
“There must be a better way than this!” Yellowfang meowed to Nightpelt. Stumpypaw could have
permanently injured his jaw!
“Not if I say so.” Yellowfang spun around at the growled words behind her and found herself
facing Brokentail. “Don’t interfere with my business, medicine cat,” he warned her.
Yellowfang blinked at the savagery in his yellow eyes. “It is my business,” she insisted, trying to
stay calm. “Harsh treatment like that could injure an apprentice.”
“Nonsense!” Brokentail snarled. Jerking his head at Stumpypaw, he added, “Get back to the
training area.”
Stumpypaw dashed off, and Brokentail followed with a last glare at Yellowfang. “Keep out of it!”
he ordered.
“I never punished him like that when he was my apprentice,” Nightpelt commented when
Brokentail had disappeared.
A pang of fear shook Yellowfang. “Maybe you should have,” she muttered.

Description
“Yellowfang, come here!”
Yellowfang pushed her way through the ferns. When she emerged on the other side, she found
herself gazing at a small hawthorn tree. One of the newest apprentices, Stumpypaw, Rowanberry’s
kit, was hanging from the lowest branch by his teeth.
“Stumpypaw!” Yellowfang exclaimed. “What in the name of StarClan are you doing?”
When Stumpypaw opened his mouth to reply, he crashed to the ground in a tangle of legs and tail.
“Now I’m going to be in big trouble!” he wailed as he picked himself up. “Brokentail told me I had to
stay there until he came back!”
“What?” Yellowfang exchanged an incredulous look with Nightpelt. “No mentor would do that!
You must have misunderstood.”
Stumpypaw hung his head. “I was chattering during battle training, so Brokentail said I needed to
learn how to keep my jaws shut.”
“There must be a better way than this!” Yellowfang meowed to Nightpelt. Stumpypaw could have
permanently injured his jaw!
“Not if I say so.” Yellowfang spun around at the growled words behind her and found herself
facing Brokentail. “Don’t interfere with my business, medicine cat,” he warned her.
Yellowfang blinked at the savagery in his yellow eyes. “It is my business,” she insisted, trying to
stay calm. “Harsh treatment like that could injure an apprentice.”
“Nonsense!” Brokentail snarled. Jerking his head at Stumpypaw, he added, “Get back to the
training area.”
Stumpypaw dashed off, and Brokentail followed with a last glare at Yellowfang. “Keep out of it!”
he ordered.
“I never punished him like that when he was my apprentice,” Nightpelt commented when
Brokentail had disappeared.
A pang of fear shook Yellowfang. “Maybe you should have,” she muttered.