Warriors Cats Riverclan Novels & Stories

:Warrior, you said you had another such vision earlier. Rhychard nodded as he told them about the incident at his parents' house. "That one was real enough to singe my fingertips." He held out his hands for their inspection. Tryna slid off the table, took his fingers in her tiny hands, and inspected them as if she were a doctor. "You really should have had Kree treat these burns when they first occurred. That is part of the reason cosheys bond with Warriors, remember? Their healing powers help keep you alive."

“If you’re still unsure who I am, then watch carefully. I will carry this clutch. I will survive. And when I do, you will kneel to more than a Warlord. You will kneel to his queen.” She didn’t just defend herself. She defended the life no one else wanted to believe could exist. Several of the older generals bowed their heads—not out of submission, but out of respect. Elessar, the copper-scaled advisor who had faltered earlier, stepped forward. His voice wasn’t loud, but it carried. “No true queen should need to ask for her place. Not when she’s already claimed it in blood and flame.”