Quotes About Nettle patch

The only fat cat in ThunderClan now was Leopardfoot, whose belly seemed to swell while the other cats grew thinner. Bluepaw watched the mottled warrior, dozing beside the nettle patch in the weak leaf-bare sunshine. Was she secretly eating prey while she hunted? How come she was so plump when every other cat was hollow with hunger? The

Bluekit's paws buckled as the plump squirrel rolled off the top of the pile and flattened her. Ooof! Purrs of amusement erupted from the two warriors beside the nettle patch. "I've never seen fresh-kill attack a cat before!" meowed one of them. "Careful!" warned the other warrior. "All that fluff might choke you!