— Небесные коты! — снова фыркнул Пурди. — Да скорее ежи полетят, чем я поверю в эти сказоч­ки.

“Go and don't come back, you can take the catmint. I have no quarrel with Thunde…”

“Stormfur... You'll have to go on without me, brother. Save the Clan.”

“Come on, hurry up, snailpaws,” Toklo growled at Lusa. He poked her in the side …”

“Three young cats with starlight in their eyes and the whisper of ancient wind i…”