“What are you doing here?"
"Looking for Cinderpelt," answered Fireheart.
"Why? What do you want now?" Cinderpekt's mew sounded from inside her fern nest, and her grey head popped out.
"Is that any way to great your deputy?" Yellowfang scolded, her eyes glinting with amusement.
"It is when he disturbs my sleep," retorted Cinderpelt.”