Fireheart leaped from one stepping-stoneto the next across the swiftly flowing river. The floodwater had retreated and the stones were clearly visible again. It was the day after Silverstream had died; the sky was gray with a thin drizzle1 of rain, as if StarClan were mourning her too.
Fireheart was on his way to take the news of Silverstream’s death into RiverClan, although he had not sought Bluestar’s permission first. He had slipped away without telling any cat because he thought Silverstream’s Clan2 had the right to know what had happened to her. And he suspected that not every cat in ThunderClan would agree with him.
Reaching the opposite bank, Fireheart stood with his head raised, tasting the air for fresh scents3. He caught one almost at once, and a heartbeat later a small tabby tom appeared from the ferns above the path.
He hesitated, looking startled, before sidling down the bank to confront Fireheart. “You’re Fireheart, aren’t you?” he meowed. “I recognize you from the last Gathering4. What are you doing on our side of the river?”
He was trying to sound confident, but Fireheart could detect nervousness in his voice. He was a very young cat—an apprentice6, Fireheart guessed, anxious at being away from the camp without his mentor7.
“I’m not here to fight, or to spy,” Fireheart promised. “I need to talk to Mistyfoot. Will you fetch her for me?”
The apprentice hesitated again, as if he would have liked to protest. Then the habit of obeying warriors9’ orders won over, and he padded along the riverside in the direction of the RiverClan camp. Fireheart watched him go and scrambled10 up the bank to a spot where he could lie concealed11 in the bracken until Mistyfoot appeared.
It was a long time before she came, but at last Fireheart caught sight of her familiar blue-gray shape trotting12 rapidly toward him. Familiar because of Bluestar, he realized with a jolt13. His leader’s daughter was practically her double. To his relief she was alone. As she paused to sniff14 the air, he called out softly to her, “Mistyfoot! Up here!”
Mistyfoot’s ears twitched15; moments later she was pushing her way into the ferns beside him. “What is it?” she meowed, looking worried. “Is it about Silverstream? I haven’t seen her since yesterday.”
Fireheart felt as if a bone were lodged16 in his throat. He swallowed uncomfortably. “Mistyfoot,” he mewed, “it’s bad news. I’m so sorry…Silverstream is dead.”
Mistyfoot fixed17 him with wide blue eyes full of disbelief. “Dead?” she echoed. “She can’t be!” Before Fireheart could respond, she added more harshly, “Did some of your ThunderClan warriors catch her over there?”
“No, no,” Fireheart replied quickly. “She was at the Sunningrocks with Graystripe, and the kits18 started to come. Something was wrong…there was a lot of blood. We did everything we could, but…oh, Mistyfoot, I’m so sorry.”
Pain flooded into Mistyfoot’s eyes as he explained. She let out a long, low wailing20 sound, her head flung back and her claws digging into the ground. Fireheart moved closer to try to comfort her, and felt every muscle in her body rigid21 with tension. There were no words he could say that would do any good.
At last the terrible wailing died away and Mistyfoot relaxed a little. “I knew no good could come of it,” she murmured. There was no anger or accusation22 in her voice, only a weary sadness. “I told her not to meet Graystripe, but would she listen? And now…I can’t believe I’ll never see her again.”
“Graystripe buried her by the Sunningrocks,” Fireheart told her. “If you’ll meet me there one day, I’ll show you the place.”
Mistyfoot nodded. “I’d like that, Fireheart.”
“Her kits are alive,” Fireheart added, in an attempt to ease some of the queen’s grief.
“Her kits?” Mistyfoot sat up, alert again.
“Two kits,” mewed Fireheart. “They’re going to be fine.”
Mistyfoot blinked, suddenly deep in thought. “Will ThunderClan want them, when they’re half RiverClan?”
“One of our queens is suckling them,” Fireheart assured her. “The Clan’s angry with Graystripe, but no cat would take it out on the kits.”
“I see.” Mistyfoot was silent for a while, still thoughtful, and then rose to her paws. “I must get back to camp and tell the Clan. They don’t even know about Graystripe. I can’t imagine what I’m going to say to Silverstream’s father.”
Fireheart knew how she felt. Many warrior8 fathers did not stay close to their kits, but Crookedstar had maintained a close bond with Silverstream. His grief at her death would be mixed with anger that she had betrayed her Clan by taking Graystripe as a mate.
Mistyfoot gave Fireheart a quick lick on the forehead. “Thank you,” she mewed. “Thank you for coming to tell me.”
Then she was gone, sliding rapidly through the ferns. Fireheart waited until she was out of sight before he padded down the pebbly23 shore and crossed the stepping stones back to his own territory.
Hunger roused Fireheart from sleep. Peering through the dim light in the warriors’ den5, he saw that Graystripe had left his nest already. Oh, no! Fireheart thought irritably24. He’s gone off to meet Silverstream again! Then he remembered.
Two dawns had passed since Silverstream’s death. The shock the Clan felt about her affair with Graystripe was beginning to die down, though none of the warriors except Fireheart and Brackenfur would talk to Graystripe or go on patrols with him. Bluestar had still not announced what his punishment would be.
Fireheart stretched and yawned. All night his sleep had been disturbed by Graystripe twitching25 and whimpering, but the weariness inside him went deeper than that. He couldn’t see how the Clan could possibly recover from the blow that had been struck by the discovery of Graystripe’s disloyalty. There was an atmosphere of uncertainty27 and distrust that dulled conversation and cut short the familiar rituals of sharing tongues.
With a determined28 shake, Fireheart slipped out through the branches and padded over to the pile of fresh-kill. The sun was rising, dappling the camp with golden light. As he bent29 to pick out a plump vole, he heard a voice calling, “Fireheart! Fireheart!”
Fireheart turned. Cloudkit was racing30 across the clearing toward him from the nursery. Brindleface and the rest of her kits followed more slowly, and to Fireheart’s surprise Bluestar was with them.
“Fireheart!” Cloudkit panted, skidding31 to a stop in front of him. “I’m going to be an apprentice! I’m going to be an apprentice now!”
Fireheart dropped the vole. He couldn’t help feeling cheered up when he saw the kit19’s excitement, along with a twinge of guilt32 that he had completely forgotten Cloudkit was approaching his sixth moon.
“You’ll mentor him, of course, Fireheart?” Bluestar meowed as she came up. “It’s time you had another apprentice. You did good work with Brackenfur, even though he wasn’t yours.”
“Thank you,” meowed Fireheart, dipping his head to acknowledge her praise. He couldn’t help thinking sadly of Cinderpaw. He would never lose the feeling that he had been partly responsible for her accident, and he resolved to do better with Cloudkit.
“I’ll work harder than any cat!” Cloudkit promised, his eyes wide. “I’ll be the best apprentice there ever was!”
“We’ll see about that,” Bluestar mewed, while Brindleface purred with amusement.
“He’s been pestering33 me day and night,” she meowed fondly. “I know he’ll do his best. He’s strong and intelligent.”
Cloudkit’s eyes gleamed at her praise. He seems to have gotten over finding out he was a kittypet, Fireheart thought. But he’s arrogant34, and he barely knows what the warrior code is, let alone respects it. Did I do the right thing, to bring him here? he wondered yet again. Mentoring35 him wouldn’t be easy, he knew.
“I’ll call the meeting,” Bluestar meowed, heading for the Highrock. With a glance at Fireheart, Cloudkit bounced after her, and the rest of the kits tumbled along behind.
“Fireheart,” meowed Brindleface, “there’s something I want to ask you.”
Fireheart suppressed a sigh. “What is it?” Obviously he wasn’t going to have time to eat his vole before Cloudkit’s ceremony.
“It’s about Graystripe. I know what he’s been through, but he’s never out of the nursery, watching over those two kits. It’s as if he thinks Goldenflower can’t look after them properly. He’s getting in the way of all of us.”
“Have you told him?”
“We’ve tried dropping hints. Speckletail even asked him if he thought he was expecting kits himself. He doesn’t take any notice.”
Fireheart gave the vole a last regretful glance. “I’ll talk to him, Brindleface. Is he there now?”
“Yes, he’s been there all morning.”
“I’ll fetch him out for the meeting.” Fireheart padded across the clearing; as he reached the nursery he heard Bluestar summoning the Clan from the top of the Highrock.
As he entered the nursery he felt a jolt of surprise to meet Tigerclaw coming out. He stepped aside to let the deputy pass him, wondering what he had been doing in the nursery, until he remembered that one of Goldenflower’s kits was a dark tabby; Tigerclaw must be their father.
The nursery was warm, and full of comforting milky36 smells. Goldenflower lay in her nest with Graystripe crouching37 over her, sniffing38 at the bundle of kits.
“Are they getting enough milk?” he meowed anxiously. “They’re so small.”
“That’s because they’re young,” Goldenflower replied patiently. “They’ll grow.”
Fireheart went over to watch the four kits suckling busily in the warmth of their mother’s body. The little dark tabby certainly looked just like Tigerclaw. Graystripe’s two were smaller, but now that their coats had dried and fluffed out they looked just like any other healthy kits. One was the same dark gray as Graystripe, while the other had their mother’s silvery coat.
“They’re beautiful,” Fireheart whispered.
“Better than he deserves,” snorted Speckletail, pushing past on her way to answer Bluestar’s summons.
“Don’t listen to Speckletail,” mewed Goldenflower when the older queen had gone. She bent over the kits and touched the silvery one with her nose. “She’ll be as beautiful as her mother, Graystripe.”
“But what if they die?” Graystripe blurted39 out.
“They’re not going to die,” Fireheart insisted. “Goldenflower is looking after them.”
Goldenflower was gazing at all four kits with equal love and admiration40, but Fireheart couldn’t help thinking that she was looking tired and strained. Perhaps four kits were too much for her to manage. He pushed the thought away. The bond between a mother and her own kits was strong, he reflected, but Clan loyalty26 was strong too, and Goldenflower would give the best she could to these kits because they were half ThunderClan, and she had a kind heart.
“Come on.” Fireheart gave Graystripe a nudge. “Bluestar has called a meeting. She’s going to make Cloudkit an apprentice.”
For a heartbeat Graystripe hesitated, and Fireheart thought he was going to refuse to come. Then he pushed himself up and let Fireheart herd41 him toward the entrance, looking back all the while at his kits.
Outside in the clearing the rest of the Clan had already gathered. Fireheart heard Willowpelt announce happily to Mousefur and Runningwind, “I’ll have to move into the nursery soon. I’m expecting kits.”
Runningwind murmured his congratulations, while Mousefur gave her friend’s ears a joyful42 lick. Fireheart couldn’t help wondering who had fathered these kits, and as he glanced around he noticed Whitestorm watching proudly from a distance. The news of Willowpelt’s kits reassured43 Fireheart. No matter what disasters they had to face, Clan life went on
With Graystripe at his side, he made his way to the front of the crowd, just below the Highrock. Cloudkit was there, sitting up very straight and importantly beside Brindleface. Tigerclaw was seated close by, a thundercloud of disapproval44 on his face. Fireheart wondered what had happened now to send the deputy back into his usual bad temper.
“Cats of ThunderClan,” Bluestar began from on top of the Highrock. “I’ve called you here for two reasons, one good and one bad. To begin with the bad, you all know what happened a few days ago, when Silverstream of RiverClan died, and we gave shelter to her kits by Graystripe.”
A hostile mutter swept through the crowd of cats. Graystripe crouched45 down, flinching46, and Fireheart pressed comfortingly against him.
“Many cats have asked me what Graystripe’s punishment will be,” Bluestar went on. “I have thought carefully on this, and I have decided47 that Silverstream’s death is punishment enough. What could any cat do to him that is worse than what he has already suffered?”
Her challenge led to outraged48 meows of protest. Longtail called out, “We don’t want him in the Clan! He’s a traitor49!”
“If you become Clan leader, Longtail, these decisions will be yours,” Bluestar meowed coldly. “Until then, you will respect mine. I say there will be no punishment. However, Graystripe, for three moons you will not attend Gatherings50. This is not to punish you, but to make sure there is no risk to you from angry RiverClan cats who might be tempted51 to break the truce52 because of what you have done.”
Graystripe bowed his head. “I understand, Bluestar. Thank you.”
“Don’t thank me,” meowed the Clan leader. “But work hard and fight well for your Clan from now on. One day you will be a fine mentor for those kits.”
Fireheart saw that Graystripe brightened a little at that, as if he suddenly saw something to hope for. Tigerclaw, however, scowled53 even more fiercely, and Fireheart guessed that he had wanted a harsh punishment for the warrior.
“Now I can turn to a happier duty,” meowed Bluestar. “Cloudkit has reached his sixth moon, and he is ready to become an apprentice.” She leaped down from the rock and beckoned54 Cloudkit to her with a flick55 of her tail. Cloudkit bounced over to her. He was quivering with excitement, his tail stuck straight in the air and his whiskers twitching. His blue eyes sparkled like twin stars.
“Fireheart,” Bluestar meowed, “you are ready for another apprentice, and Cloudpaw is your sister’s kit. You will be his mentor.”
Fireheart stood up, but before he could walk over to the Highrock Cloudkit scampered56 to meet him and lifted his head to touch noses.
“Not yet!” Fireheart muttered to him through his teeth.
“Fireheart, you know what it is to be one of us, yet born outside the Clan,” Bluestar continued, ignoring Cloudkit’s impulsiveness57. “I rely on you to pass on all you have learned to Cloudpaw, and help him to become a warrior the Clan will be proud of.”
“Yes, Bluestar.” Fireheart dipped his head respectfully, and at last allowed Cloudpaw to touch noses with him.
“Cloudpaw!” the new apprentice mewed triumphantly58. “I’m Cloudpaw!”
“Cloudpaw!” Fireheart felt a surge of pride in his sister’s kit as the members of the Clan pressed around to congratulate the new apprentice. The elders, Fireheart noticed, were making a special fuss over him.
But Fireheart also noticed that some of the Clan held back. Tigerclaw never moved from where he sat at the base of the rock, and Longtail stalked over to sit beside him. As Fireheart stood back to let the other cats reach his new apprentice, Darkstripe shouldered past him on his way to the warriors’ den.
Fireheart heard his disgusted, deliberately59 loud meow. “Traitors and kittypets! Is there no decent cat left in this Clan?”
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scrambled
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trotting
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sniff
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loyalty
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traitor
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