Alternate titles:Conversations that Prove Thorntail is a Prick and Blackpelt has the Most Patience // Conversations that Prove Blackpelt Deserves All the Love // Conversations that Prove Thorntail is the Most Sarcastic // Conversations that Prove Thorntail's Crusing for a Bruising

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"Wait, where's Crowpaw?!" - Thornpaw

He's fine. My brother is his new mentor so they're out training. - Blackpelt

"Crowpaw's new mentor is your gay excuse for a brother. Brilliant" - Thornpaw (StormClan's Reborn, page 116)

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"Sorry, I forgot we've already established that YOU'RE the gay one" - Thornpaw

"I'm not gay!"...

Weaselscuffle looked around the clearing. It was a bright moonlit night. The starshine was lighting the clearing and a soft breeze murmured the air. The brown warrior sat in the center of a large sandy circle and was surrounded by what appeared to be ranks of StarClan cats.

But this was not StarClan. This was a very different Clan of stars. This was SoulClan, the beloved ancestors of what Clans? He looked around.

In front of him sat a large white she-cat with ice blue eyes. Beside her on her right was a small brown and white tom. Next to her on her left was a large brown tom. On his left was...