Bramblestar dipped his head toward Shadowpaw. “Thank you for telling us about this,” he meowed. “It took courage to stand up before a whole Gathering like that.”

As he spoke, he gave Shadowpaw a friendly nudge. At the touch, a strange sensation shot through Shadowpaw, as if claws were gripping him inside, twisting his belly and chilling his spine like the icy leaf-bare wind. His breath caught in his throat as he looked up at Bramblestar.

That felt so... wrong.

Lost Stars, Chapter 10