Lost Creek Hollow Kicks and Bricks

Crowfeather brightened. 

We love healers! We have a few. And- Well, I could teach you how to dream with the stars, maybe. 

The tripod waved his tail, worried that she might not want to join them if she knew they had many healers in their midst. Crowfeather wasn’t bothered by this, though. He liked to know that they had wolves who could help. He liked to know that Riverclan was a place of care and peace, not of war or clashing fangs. 

Ash Paw had asked him if they needed a spiritualist. Crowfeather wondered if she had already had dreams with the stars. His eyes glittered upon her face. 

Can you tell me about your spiritualism?