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"Use your brain. I'm your father, and I have to be careful not to show favoritism in front of the other warriors. Besides, you need an apprentice before you can be deputy. But don't worry. I've many seasons left in me, and if anything should happen to Cloudpelt, it will be your turn next."
Below contains in-depth information for chapter thirty-two of Yellowfang's Secret. If you are looking for a shorter summary of the entire book, please check the main article.
Brackenfoot and his patrol hold back the rats as Raggedstar, Foxheart, Brokentail and his patrol slaughter numerous rats. However, two rats jump on Foxheart, blood gushing from her neck. ShadowClan's formerly organized plan falters as chaos erupts in the battle. Only after several rats are killed do the rest retreat into the Carrionplace. Runningpaw remarks that they won, but Yellowfang realizes they've paid a price for their victory as Brokentail carries Foxheart's body back to camp. As Foxheart's kin mourns her, Raggedstar namesCloudpelt his new deputy, and Brokentail's disappointment is easily noticed. Brokentail confronts his father for not naming him deputy since the rat attack was his idea. However, Raggedstar explains that his son still needs an apprentice, but he promises that Brokentail will have his turn if something were to happen to Cloudpelt.
As newleaf arrives, Nightpelt accompanies Yellowfang to gather herbs in the new growth. While following a prey scent, Nightpelt and Yellowfang are astonished to see Stumpypaw, Rowanberry's son, hanging from a branch with his teeth. Stumpypaw falls to the ground when he attempts to explain himself, and the young apprentice grovels that his mentor Brokentail ordered him up there because he kept talking during training. Brokentail arrives and scolds Yellowfang for interfering with his training, but the medicine cat argues that Stumpypaw could've hurt himself. In camp, Brokentail forbids Stumpypaw from eating until he's caught prey for the elders. Yellowfang speaks to Cloudpelt about Brokentail's harsh training methods, and while Cloudpelt is aware of it, he is hesitant to get involved since Stumpypaw wasn't injured. When she returns to her den disgruntled, Runningpaw brings a fresh vole to Yellowfang. The gray she-cat decides that it is time Runningpaw earned his full name, much to the younger tom's delight.
At the half-moon meeting, Featherwhisker announces that Goosefeather has died, but he has hopes that Spottedkit will be his new apprentice soon. Yellowfang also announces that Runningpaw will earn his full medicine cat name. She names him Runningnose as a reminder that medicine cats cannot cure everything but need to have the faith to try. As the medicine cats share with StarClan, Yellowfang dreams of kits being torn away from their mother's with blood pooling. Runningnose wakes her up from her nightmare, but Yellowfang refuses to speak about it and instead hurries out of the tunnel.
However much we miss Foxheart, the Clan needs a new deputy. I say these words in the presence of her body, that her spirit may hear and approve my choice. Cloudpelt will be the new deputy of ShadowClan.
Cloudpelt:
Th-thank you, Raggedstar. I promise I will serve my Clan well.
I, Yellowfang, medicine cat of ShadowClan, call upon my warrior ancestors to look down on this apprentice. He has trained hard to understand the ways of a medicine cat, and with your help he will serve his Clan for many moons. Runningpaw, do you promise to uphold the ways of a medicine cat, to stand apart from rivalry, between Clan and Clan, and to protect all cats equally, even at the cost of your life?
Runningpaw:
I do.
Yellowfang:
Then by the powers of StarClan I give your true name as a medicine cat. Runningpaw, from this moment you shall be known as Runningnose. Your name will be a reminder that medicine cats cannot cure everything-but we always need to have faith enough to try. StarClan honors your intelligence and your dedication. Now come, touch your muzzle to the Moonstone, and may all your dreams be good ones.
