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For a moment, none of thecats moved or spoke1. Then Deadfoot growled2, “Any of the Clans4 could see those clouds. We can’t be sure that the message is for us.”
Hopeful mews spread through WindClan. Tallstar surveyed his Clan3, then meowed calmly, “Whatever StarClan has planned for us, today we return to our home. I can smell more rain in the air. It’s time we set off.” Fireheart felt relieved at the leader’s practical tone. The last thing they needed was hysteria at an ominous5 prophecy.
Tallstar led the way out into the chilly6 morning air. Fireheart and Graystripe followed. The WindClan leader was right: the wind carried the promise of more rain, and soon.
“Yes, please,” replied Tallstar. “Let me know if you see dogs, Twolegs, or rats. My Clan is stronger this morning, but we had trouble with dogs on the way out. We must stay alert.” Fireheart could see from the worried look in the leader’s eyes that Barkface’s warning had disturbed him more than his confident words suggested. His Clan might be stronger, but it was in no state to fight off attackers.
Fireheart raced away with Graystripe at his heels. They took turns going back to the Clan, telling Tallstar that the way ahead was clear, or warning him to stay back while a Twoleg passed by with a dog. The WindClan cats wordlessly obeyed their leader, plodding9 on heavy paws in spite of their night’s rest.
By sunhigh dark clouds had gathered once more, and the first drops of rain were beginning to fall. The ground began to slope upward, and when Fireheart pushed his way through a hedge, he recognized the red dirt track that led away from Twoleg territory and into WindClan’s hunting grounds. His spirits soared, and he met Graystripe’s gaze with a look of triumph. Nearly there!
The muffled10 tramp of pawsteps sounded behind the hedge. Fireheart spun12 around and darted13 back into the field. The WindClan cats had caught up with them. Deadfoot was at the head of the group. He looked startled by Fireheart’s sudden appearance.
“This way,” Fireheart meowed, showing him the gap through the dripping leaves. He was eager to see WindClan’s reaction when they glimpsed the uplands on the other side. With Deadfoot leading, the cats began to file slowly through.
Fireheart followed close behind the last cat, but Deadfoot and two warriors14 had already leaped the ditch and crossed the track, and were pushing into the hedgerow on the other side. Their pace had quickened—they clearly knew where they were. Fireheart had to sprint16 to catch up. He followed them through the hedge and kept up with them as they bounded toward the long slope that led to the uplands, and their home.
At the foot of the slope, Deadfoot and his warriors paused to wait for the rest of the Clan. They closed their eyes against the rain but held their heads high. Fireheart could see their chests rising and falling as they breathed in the familiar scents17 sweeping19 from the uplands.
Fireheart ran back to the rest of the Clan, looking for Morningflower. He spotted20 her walking beside a tabby warrior15 who held her kit21 in his mouth. Every few steps the tortoiseshell queen stretched her head to sniff22 the wet little bundle. It would not be long now before she could settle her kit into the WindClan nursery.
Fireheart fell into step beside Graystripe at the rear. They glanced happily at each other but didn’t speak, too caught up in WindClan’s excitement at coming home. Even the elders were moving swiftly now, keeping their bodies low and their eyes narrowed against the rain. As the Clan joined Deadfoot at the foot of the slope, the deputy got to his paws and Tallstar took the lead. Without pausing, Tallstar began to follow a narrow sheep trail through the rough grass and heather.
As the Clan neared the top, some of the warriors raced ahead again. At the brow of the hill, they made proud silhouettes23 against the stormy sky, while the wind sent ripples24 through their fur. Ahead stretched their old hunting grounds. Suddenly two apprentices25 charged past Fireheart and bounded away into the familiar heather.
Tallstar stiffened26. “Wait!” he yowled. “There might be hunting parties from the other Clans here!”
As soon as they heard him, the apprentices skidded27 to a halt and pelted28 back to join the Clan, their eyes still bright with exhilaration.
From a rock-strewn ridge29 Fireheart saw the dip in the ground that concealed30 WindClan’s camp. With a purr of delight Morningflower took her kit from the mouth of the tabby warrior and hurried toward the hollow. Tallstar flicked31 his tail and three warriors raced forward to escort her as she disappeared over the edge and down into the camp.
The WindClan leader paused while the rest of his Clan rushed into the sheltering bushes below. He turned to Fireheart and Graystripe, his eyes shining. “My Clan is grateful for your help,” he meowed. “You have both proved you are warriors worthy32 of StarClan. WindClan has come home, and it is time for you to return to yours.”
Fireheart felt a pang33 of disappointment. He’d wanted to see Morningflower settled in the nursery with her kit. But Tallstar was right: there was no need for them to stay here any longer.
Tallstar spoke again. “There may be hostile hunting parties around. Onewhisker and Deadfoot will escort you to Fourtrees.”
Fireheart bowed his head. “Thank you, Tallstar.”
Tallstar called to his warriors and gave them their orders. Then he turned his tired eyes once more to Fireheart. “You have served WindClan well. Tell Bluestar that WindClan will not forget it was ThunderClan who brought them home.”
Deadfoot padded away in the direction of Fourtrees. Fireheart and Graystripe walked after him with Onewhisker at their side. They stayed close together as they followed a narrow path through a solid mass of gorse that provided good shelter against the rain.
Suddenly Onewhisker stopped and sniffed34 the air. “Rabbit!” he called out joyfully35 before charging away into the gorse. Deadfoot stopped and waited. Fireheart could see a glint in the deputy’s tired eyes. There was a rush of pawsteps in the distance and the rustle36 of gorse, then silence.
Graystripe leaned toward Fireheart. “A little better than the RiverClan warriors, eh?”
Fireheart purred in agreement.
Onewhisker dropped the fresh-kill on the ground. “Anyone hungry?”
They ate the rabbit gratefully. When he’d eaten his share, Fireheart sat up and licked his lips. He felt refreshed by the meal, but a weary coldness was beginning to nag39 at his bones, and his paws felt sore. If he and Graystripe followed the route they’d come, past Fourtrees, they still had a long way to go. What if they took a shortcut40 through RiverClan’s hunting grounds? After all, they were on a mission that had been agreed to, at the Gathering41 at least, by all the Clans. Could RiverClan really object if they passed through their territory? It wasn’t as if they were going to steal prey42.
Fireheart looked around at his companions and meowed tentatively, “You know, it’d be quicker if we followed the river.”
Graystripe looked up from washing his paw. “But that would mean crossing into RiverClan territory.”
“We could follow the gorge43,” Fireheart explained. “RiverClan doesn’t hunt there; it’s too steep for them to get down to the river.”
Graystripe gently rested a damp paw on the ground. “Even my claws ache,” he murmured. “I wouldn’t mind taking a shorter route.” He turned his yellow eyes hopefully to the WindClan deputy.
Deadfoot looked thoughtful. “Tallstar ordered us to travel with you to Fourtrees,” he meowed.
“If you don’t want to come with us, we’ll understand,” Fireheart answered quickly. “We’ll only be in RiverClan territory for a blink. I can’t see us meeting any trouble.”
Graystripe nodded, but Deadfoot shook his head. “We couldn’t let you go into RiverClan territory alone,” he meowed. “You’re exhausted44. If you did meet trouble, you’re in no state to deal with it.”
“We won’t meet anyone!” Fireheart had convinced himself and was determined45 to convince Deadfoot too.
Deadfoot gazed at him with wise old eyes. “If we did go that way,” he mused46, “it would let RiverClan know that WindClan is back.”
Fireheart pricked47 his ears in understanding. “And once they’ve smelled fresh WindClan scent18, they might not be so keen to come rabbit hunting in your territory again.”
Onewhisker licked the last traces of fresh-kill from his lips and remarked, “It’ll mean we’ll be home before moonrise!”
“You just want to make sure you get a good nest in your den8!” Deadfoot retorted. His voice was stern but there was a good-natured gleam in his eye.
“Then we’re going through RiverClan territory?” Fireheart asked.
“Yes,” decided48 Deadfoot. He changed direction and led the cats along an old badger49 trail that took them away from the barren uplands. Soon they were in RiverClan’s territory. Even through the wind and the rain, Fireheart could hear the roaring of the river as it crashed and thundered somewhere up ahead.
The cats followed the trail toward the noise. The path shrank until it was little more than a narrow strip of grass on the very edge of a deep gorge. On one side the land stretched upward, steep and rocky; on the other it plunged50 straight down. Fireheart could see the far side of the gorge only a few fox-lengths away. The space looked tantalizingly51 narrow, and Fireheart wondered if he could leap the gap. Perhaps if he weren’t so tired and hungry . . . His paws prickled with fear at the thought of falling, but he couldn’t resist peering over the side.
Beneath his paws, the ground dropped away in a sheer cliff. Ferns clung to tiny ledges52, their leaves glistening53, not from rain, but from the spray of the swollen54 torrent55 that foamed56 at the bottom of the gorge.
Fireheart pulled back from the edge, the fur along his spine57 bristling58 with fear. Ahead of him Deadfoot, Onewhisker, and Graystripe plodded59 steadily60 on, heads down. They would have to follow this path until they could cut away from it, through the small strip of forest that stood between them and ThunderClan territory.
Fireheart stumbled as he hurried to catch up. Deadfoot’s ears were pricked and his tail flattened61 so that it almost dragged along the ground. Onewhisker was clearly nervous too; he kept looking sharply up the slope beside them as if he could hear something. Fireheart could hear nothing but the roaring of the river. He glanced anxiously over his shoulder, his eyes darting63 from side to side. The WindClan cats’ wariness64 was making him uneasy.
The steep slope began to flatten62 out until they could move farther away from the cliff edge. The rain was still driving into their faces, and the darkening sky told Fireheart that the sun was setting, but it would not be long now before they reached the forest. There would be more shelter there. The thought of food and a dry nest cheered Fireheart.
Suddenly a warning yowl rumbled65 in Deadfoot’s throat. Fireheart stiffened and tasted the air. A RiverClan patrol! A screech66 sounded from behind them, and the cats spun around to see six RiverClan warriors charging toward them. Fireheart’s fur stood on end with horror. The deep gorge with its raging waters was still dangerously close.
A dark brown RiverClan cat landed on top of him. Fireheart rolled away from the gorge, kicking furiously with his back legs. He felt teeth bite into his shoulders and struggled under the weight of the hissing67 warrior. He scrabbled desperately68 on the sodden69 ground, trying to free himself. The RiverClan warrior raked his side with sharp claws. Fireheart twisted and bit into the fur of his attacker. He clamped his jaws tight and heard the warrior yowl, but the other cat’s claws only raked him more fiercely. “This will be the last time you set foot in RiverClan territory,” hissed70 the brown tom.
Around him Fireheart was aware of his companions struggling fiercely. He knew they were as exhausted as he was from the long trek71. He could hear Graystripe yowling violently. Onewhisker hissed with pain and rage. Then, from the forest behind them, another sound reached Fireheart’s ears. It was full of fury—yet it filled Fireheart with a surge of hope. Tigerclaw’s war cry! Fireheart smelled the fast-approaching battle-scent of a ThunderClan patrol—Tigerclaw, Willowpelt, Whitestorm, and Sandpaw.
Yowling and spitting, the ThunderClan cats leaped into the fray72. The brown tom released Fireheart and he quickly struggled to his paws. He watched as Tigerclaw pinned a gray tabby tom to the ground, giving a warning bite to the tom’s hind11 leg. The tom ran screeching73 away into the bushes. Tigerclaw whipped around and fixed74 his pale eyes on Leopardfur. The mottled RiverClan deputy was wrestling with Deadfoot. The lame75 warrior was no match for the ferocious76 RiverClan she-cat. Fireheart prepared to leap to the rescue, but Tigerclaw was ahead of him. The dark warrior dived forward and grasped Leopardfur’s wide shoulders. With a mighty77 yowl, he hauled her off the scrawny WindClan deputy.
Fireheart heard a vicious squeal78 behind him. He spun around to see Sandpaw locked in battle with another RiverClan she-cat. Twisting and tussling, the pair rolled over and over on the wet grass, spitting and clawing each other fiercely. Fireheart gasped79. They were rolling toward the rocky edge of the gorge! One more roll and they would be over the side.
Fireheart sprang. With a mighty swipe he bundled the RiverClan warrior off Sandpaw and away from the edge. Sandpaw skidded away, closer to the drop. Fireheart lunged forward and grabbed her by the scruff of her neck with his teeth. She squealed80 with rage as he dragged her away from the gorge, her paws scrabbling on the muddy ground. She sprang to her paws as soon as he stopped and hissed at Fireheart, her eyes burning with fury, “I can win my own battles without your help!”
Fireheart opened his mouth to explain but a terrible howl made them both turn their heads. Graystripe was leaning perilously81 over the side of the gorge, his hind legs straining. Beside him, Fireheart glimpsed a white paw clutching at the edge. Graystripe leaned down with his mouth open, trying to get a grip on the paw, but it disappeared out of sight in a terrifying rush. Graystripe cried out after it, his wail82 echoing along the gorge.
All the cats stopped fighting at the sound of Graystripe’s agonized83 call. Fireheart froze, panting with shock and exhaustion84. The RiverClan cats scrambled85 to the edge of the gorge. Slowly Fireheart followed them and looked over the side. Far below, through the deafening86 spray, he saw the dark head of a RiverClan warrior sink beneath the foaming87 water.
With a cold feeling of horror, Fireheart recalled the words of the WindClan medicine cat: “This day shall bring an unnecessary death.”
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| n.（车轮的）辐条；轮辐；破坏某人的计划；阻挠某人的行动 v.讲，谈（speak的过去式）；说；演说；从某种观点来说 | |
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| v.（动物）发狺狺声， （雷）作隆隆声( growl的过去式和过去分词 )；低声咆哮着说 | |
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clans
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ominous
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muffled
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warrior
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scents
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sweeping
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flicked
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gathering
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prey
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exhausted
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