Ripplecloud glowered in Echostar's direction, agitated. Of course it's a Singer, he thought. The medicine cat is a Singer, she's a Singer, her apprentice -- your daughter, another part of him reminded -- is a Singer, and, of course, the deputy is a Singer. AGAIN.
Smallkit, to be honest, unknowingly shared his father's feelings.
Tawnypaw shifted his paws, looking down when he felt a sharp pain. His claws were curled into the ground now, and the sudden shift had torn one slightly. Blood dripped down from its place. "Great," he muttered, standing and heading towards the medicine den. Not another random injury he might get yelled at for.
Preypaw gave his brother a bewildered look, then padded out to the clearing. "Echostar," he meowed, looking up at the leader, "you promised to teach me battle tactics today. Remember?"
that's okay, right??