CHAPTER 28
Fireheart sprang forward and burst throughthe curtain of lichen1. Tigerclaw and Bluestar were writhing2 on the floor of the den3. Bluestar’s claws scored again and again across Tigerclaw’s shoulder, but the deputy’s greater weight kept her pinned down in the soft sand. Tigerclaw’s fangs4 were buried in her throat, and his powerful claws raked her back.
“Traitor5!” Fireheart yowled. He flung himself at Tigerclaw, slashing6 at his eyes. The deputy reared back, forced to release his grip on Bluestar’s throat. Fireheart felt his claws rip through the deputy’s ear, spraying blood into the air.
Bluestar scrambled8 to the side of the den, looking half stunned9. Fireheart could not tell how badly hurt she was. Pain lanced through him as Tigerclaw gashed11 his side with a blow from his powerful hindpaws. Fireheart’s paws skidded12 in the sand and he lost his balance, hitting the ground with Tigerclaw on top of him.
The deputy’s amber13 eyes blazed into his. “Mousedung!” he hissed14. “I’ll flay15 you, Fireheart. I’ve waited a long time for this.”
Fireheart summoned every scrap16 of skill and strength he possessed17. He knew Tigerclaw could kill him, but in spite of that he felt strangely free. The lies and the need for deceit were over. The secrets—Bluestar’s and Tigerclaw’s—were all out in the open. There was only the clean danger of battle.
He aimed a blow at Tigerclaw’s throat, but the deputy swung his head to one side and Fireheart’s claws scraped harmlessly through thick tabby fur. But the blow had loosened Tigerclaw’s grip on him. Fireheart rolled away, narrowly avoiding a killing18 bite to his neck.
“Kittypet!” Tigerclaw taunted20, flexing21 his haunches to pounce22 again. “Come and find out how a real warrior23 fights.” He threw himself at Fireheart, but at the last moment Fireheart darted24 aside. As Tigerclaw tried to turn in the narrow den, his paws slipped on a splash of blood and he crashed awkwardly onto one side.
At once Fireheart saw his chance. His claws sliced down to open a gash10 in Tigerclaw’s belly25. Blood welled up, soaking into the deputy’s fur. He let out a high-pitched caterwaul. Fireheart pounced26 on him, raking claws across his belly again, and fastening his teeth into Tigerclaw’s neck. The deputy struggled vainly to free himself, his thrashing growing weaker as the blood flowed.
Fireheart let go of his neck, planting one paw on Tigerclaw’s outstretched foreleg, and the other on his chest. “Bluestar!” he called. “Help me hold him down!”
Bluestar was crouching27 behind him in her moss-lined nest. Blood trickled29 down her forehead, but that did not alarm Fireheart as much as the look in her eyes. They were a vague, cloudy blue, and she stared horror-struck in front of her as if she was witnessing the destruction of everything she had ever worked for.
When Fireheart spoke30, she jumped like a cat woken suddenly from sleep. Moving with dreamlike slowness, she crossed the den and pinned herself across Tigerclaw’s hindquarters, trapping him. Even with wounds that would have stunned a lesser31 cat, Tigerclaw still fought to free himself. His amber eyes burned with hatred32 as he spat33 curses at Fireheart and Bluestar.
A shadow fell across the entrance to the den and Fireheart heard hoarse34, ragged35 breathing. He turned his head, expecting to see one of the invaders36, but it was Graystripe. Dismay flooded over Fireheart at the sight of his friend. He was bleeding heavily from his flank and one foreleg, and blood bubbled from his mouth as he stammered37, “Bluestar, we—” He broke off, staring. “Fireheart, what’s happening?”
“Tigerclaw attacked Bluestar,” Fireheart told him quickly. “We were right all along. He is a traitor. He brought the rogues38 to attack us.”
Graystripe went on staring, and then shook himself as if he had just climbed out of deep water. “We’re losing the fight,” he meowed. “There are too many of them. Bluestar, we need your help.”
The leader looked at him but did not reply. Fireheart could see that her eyes were still dull and unseeing, as if the discovery of the truth about Tigerclaw had bruised40 her spirit beyond repair.
“I’ll come,” Fireheart offered. “Graystripe, can you help Bluestar hold on to Tigerclaw? We’ll deal with him when the battle’s over.”
Graystripe limped across the den and took Fireheart’s place, planting his claws on Tigerclaw’s chest. For a heartbeat Fireheart hesitated, uncertain that wounded Graystripe and Bluestar in a state of shock would be a match for Tigerclaw. But the deputy was still losing blood, and his struggles were definitely getting weaker. Swiftly Fireheart turned and raced outside again.
At first glance the clearing seemed to be filled with rogues, as if all the ThunderClan warriors44 had been driven out. Then Fireheart caught a glimpse of familiar shapes here and there—Longtail squirming underneath45 a huge tabby tom; Patchpelt scrabbling just out of reach of a skinny gray outlaw46, whirling around to rake his nose with outstretched claws before he hurled47 himself at the rogue39’s belly.
Fireheart tried to collect his strength. The fight with Tigerclaw had exhausted48 him, and the wounds where the deputy had clawed him burned like fire. He did not know how long he could keep on. He rolled over instinctively49 as a ginger50 she-cat tried to drive her claws into his back. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a lithe51, blue-gray body racing52 across the clearing, yowling a challenge.
Bluestar! he thought in astonishment53, and wondered what had happened to Tigerclaw. Then he realized that the warrior he had seen was not Bluestar. It was Mistyfoot!
With a massive effort Fireheart tore free of the ginger cat and scrambled to his paws. RiverClan warriors were pouring out of the tunnel. Leopardfur, Stonefur, Blackclaw…After them came Whitestorm and the rest of his patrol. They were strong and full of energy, and they fell on the invaders with claws outstretched and tails lashing7 in fury.
Terrified by the sudden appearance of reinforcements, the rogue cats scattered54. The ginger she-cat fled with a shocked howl. Others followed her. Fireheart staggered a few paces in pursuit, hissing55 and spitting to speed them on their way, but there was no need. Surprised when they thought their victory was certain, and leaderless now that Tigerclaw had been caught, the rogues had no fight left in them.
Within a few heartbeats, they were gone. The only enemy remaining was Brokentail, bleeding badly from head and shoulders. The blind cat scrabbled on the ground, mewling faintly like a sick kit19.
The RiverClan cats were gathering56 together again with murmurs58 of concern as Fireheart limped across to them. “Thank you,” he meowed. “I’ve never been so glad to see any cat in my life.”
“I recognized some of the old ShadowClan warriors,” Leopardfur told him gravely. “The ones who left with Brokenstar.”
“Yes.” Fireheart didn’t want to say anything yet about Tigerclaw’s involvement. “How did you know we needed help?” he asked, puzzled.
“We didn’t,” replied Mistyfoot. “We came to talk to Bluestar about—”
“Not now,” Leopardfur interrupted, though Fireheart guessed that Mistyfoot was going to say, “about the kits59.” “ThunderClan needs time to recover.” She dipped her head graciously toward Fireheart. “We are glad to have helped. Tell your leader we will return soon.”
“Yes, I will,” Fireheart promised. “And thanks again.” He watched the RiverClan cats leave, then looked around, feeling his shoulders sag60 with tiredness. The clearing was littered with blood and fur. Yellowfang and Cinderpaw were beginning to examine the injured cats. Though Fireheart hadn’t noticed them in the fighting, they both bore the marks of enemy claws.
He took a deep breath. It was time to deal with Tigerclaw, but he did not know if he could summon the strength. His wounds throbbed61 with pain, and every muscle in his body shrieked62 a protest with each step. As he limped toward Bluestar’s den, a voice sounded behind him. “Fireheart! What happened?”
He turned to see Sandstorm, newly returned at the head of her hunting patrol, with Cloudpaw panting just behind her. She was staring around the clearing as if she couldn’t believe what she saw.
“Again?” Sandstorm spat with disgust. “Maybe Bluestar will think twice about sheltering Brokentail now.”
“It’s more complicated than that.” Fireheart felt unable to explain right then. “Sandstorm, will you do something for me, and not ask questions?”
Sandstorm gave him a suspicious look. “Depends what it is.”
“Go to Bluestar’s den and deal with what you find there. Better take another warrior too—Brackenfur, will you go? Bluestar will tell you what to do.”
At least, I hope so, Fireheart added to himself as Sandstorm, still frowning, jerked her head at Brackenfur and headed for the Highrock. Out of everything that had happened, what disturbed Fireheart most was how Bluestar seemed to have lost her will to lead her Clan43.
Fireheart stood numbly65 in the center of the clearing, watching as Yellowfang examined Brokentail and then began half pushing, half dragging him toward her den. The former ShadowClan leader was barely conscious, and a trickle28 of blood ran from the corner of his mouth. She obviously still cares for him, Fireheart thought in confusion. Even after all this, she can’t forget he was once her kit.
Turning away from Yellowfang, Fireheart saw Sandstorm emerging from the den beneath the Highrock. She was followed by Tigerclaw, who struggled forward with an odd, lurching gait. His fur was matted with dust and blood, and one eye was half closed. He stumbled to a halt and collapsed66 in front of the rock.
Brackenfur trailed him closely, alert for any sign that the deputy intended to attack or flee. Behind him came Bluestar. Her head was drooping67 and her tail dragged in the dust. Fireheart’s worst fears flooded back. The strong leader Fireheart had respected seemed to have vanished, leaving instead this frail68, wounded cat.
Last of all, Graystripe limped out of the den and sank down on his side in the shade of the Highrock. Cinderpaw hurried over to him and began to inspect his wounds with an anxious frown.
Bluestar raised her head and looked around. “Come here, all of you,” she rasped, beckoning69 with a flick70 of her tail. While the rest of the Clan were gathering, Fireheart padded over to Cinderpaw. “Can you give Tigerclaw anything for his wounds?” he asked. “Something to ease the pain?” He thought he had wanted to defeat Tigerclaw more than anything, but now he found he could not bear the sight of the once-great warrior bleeding to death in the dust.
Cinderpaw looked up from her examination of Graystripe. To Fireheart’s relief, she didn’t challenge his request for her to treat the treacherous71 deputy. “Sure,” she meowed. “I’ll fetch something for Graystripe as well.” She limped away in the direction of Yellowfang’s den.
The Clan cats had taken their places by the time she returned. Fireheart could see them looking at one another, uneasily wondering what all this might mean.
Cinderpaw limped over with a wad of herbs in her mouth. She dropped some of them beside Tigerclaw, and gave the rest to Graystripe. The deputy sniffed72 the leaves suspiciously and then began to chew them.
Bluestar watched him for a moment and then began to speak. “I present you with Tigerclaw, now a prisoner. He—”
A chorus of worried murmurs interrupted her. The Clan cats were looking at each other in shock and dismay. Fireheart could see they did not understand what was happening.
“A prisoner?” Darkstripe echoed. “Tigerclaw’s your deputy. What has he done?”
“I’ll tell you.” Bluestar’s voice sounded more even now, but Fireheart could see the effort it was costing her. “Just now, in my den, Tigerclaw attacked me. He would have killed me if Fireheart hadn’t arrived in time.”
The sounds of protest and disbelief swelled73 even louder. From the back of the crowd, an elder let out an eerie74 wailing75. Darkstripe got to his paws. He was one of Tigerclaw’s strongest supporters, Fireheart knew, but even he was looking uncertain. “There must be some mistake,” he blustered76.
Bluestar raised her chin. “Do you think I can’t tell when a cat tries to murder me?” she enquired77 dryly.
“But Tigerclaw—”
Fireheart sprang up. “Tigerclaw is a traitor to the Clan!” he spat. “He brought the rogue cats here today.”
Darkstripe rounded on him. “He’d never have done that. Prove it, kittypet!”
Fireheart glanced at Bluestar. She nodded and beckoned78 him forward. “Fireheart, tell the Clan what you know. Everything.”
Fireheart padded slowly to her side. Now that the moment for revealing everything had come, he felt strangely reluctant. It was as though he were pulling down the Highrock, and nothing would ever be the same again. “Cats of ThunderClan,” he began. His voice squeaked79 like a kit’s, and he paused to control it. “Cats of ThunderClan, do you remember when Redtail died? Tigerclaw told you that Oakheart killed him, but he was lying. It was Tigerclaw who killed Redtail!”
“How do you know?” That was Longtail, with the usual sneer41 on his face. “You weren’t at the battle.”
“Oh, very useful!” growled81 Darkstripe. “Ravenpaw’s dead. You can tell us he said anything, and nobody can prove you wrong.”
Fireheart hesitated. He had kept the truth about Ravenpaw’s escape a secret to protect him from Tigerclaw, but now that Tigerclaw was a prisoner, there could be no more danger. And he needed to reveal everything. “Ravenpaw isn’t dead,” he explained quietly. “I took him away after Tigerclaw tried to kill him for knowing too much.”
More uproar82, as each cat yowled their questions and protests. While Fireheart waited for them to settle down again, he glanced at Tigerclaw. As Cinderpaw’s herbs did their healing work, the huge tabby had begun to recover some of his strength. He pushed himself onto his haunches and sat staring out over the crowd with eyes like stones, as if he were challenging any cat to come too close. The news about Ravenpaw must have shocked him, but he did not show it by a single twitch83 of his whiskers.
When the turmoil84 showed no sign of dying down, Whitestorm raised his voice. “Quiet! Let Fireheart speak.”
Fireheart dipped his head in thanks to the older warrior. “Ravenpaw told me that Oakheart died when rocks fell on him. Redtail fled from the rockfall, and ran straight into Tigerclaw. Tigerclaw pounced on him and killed him.”
“It’s true.” Graystripe raised his head from where he still lay in the shade, with Cinderpaw pressing herbs to his wounds. “I was there when Ravenpaw told Fireheart all this.”
“And I’ve spoken to cats from RiverClan,” Fireheart added. “They tell the same story, that Oakheart died in a rockfall.”
Fireheart expected more noise then, but it never came. An eerie hush85 had fallen on the Clan. Cats were staring at one another as if they could find a reason for these terrible revelations in the faces of their friends.
“Tigerclaw expected to be made deputy then,” Fireheart went on. “But Bluestar chose Lionheart instead. Then Lionheart died fighting ShadowClan, and at last Tigerclaw achieved his ambition. But being deputy wasn’t enough for him. I…I think that he even laid a trap for Bluestar beside the Thunderpath, but Cinderpaw was caught in it instead.” He glanced at Cinderpaw as he spoke, to see her eyes widen and her jaws86 open in a gasp87 of surprise.
Bluestar too looked astonished. “Fireheart told me his suspicions,” she murmured. Her voice shook. “I didn’t—I couldn’t—believe him. I trusted Tigerclaw.” She bowed her head. “I was wrong.”
“But how could he expect to be made leader if he killed you?” asked Mousefur. “The Clan would never support him.”
“I think that’s why he planned this attack the way he did,” Fireheart ventured. “I guess he meant us to think that one of the outlaws killed Bluestar. After all”—Fireheart’s voice grew hard—“who would expect Tigerclaw, the loyal deputy, to lay a claw on his leader?” He fell silent. His whole body was quivering and he felt as limp as a newborn kit.
“Bluestar,” Whitestorm spoke up. “What will happen to Tigerclaw now?”
“Kill him!”
“Blind him!”
“Drive him out of the forest!”
Bluestar sat motionless, her eyes closed. Fireheart could feel the pain coming off her in waves, the bitter shock of betrayal as she discovered that the deputy she had trusted for so long was black at heart. “Tigerclaw,” she meowed at last, “have you anything to say in your defense89?”
Tigerclaw swung his head around and fixed90 her with a yellow glare. “Defend myself to you, you gutless excuse for a warrior? What sort of a leader are you? Keeping the peace with other Clans91. Helping92 them! You barely punished Fireheart and Graystripe for feeding RiverClan, and you sent them to fetch WindClan home! I would have never shown such kittypet softness. I would have brought back the days of TigerClan. I would have made ThunderClan great!”
“And how many cats would have died for it?” Bluestar murmured, almost to herself. Fireheart wondered if she was thinking of Thistleclaw, the arrogant93, bloodthirsty warrior she could not have let become deputy instead of her. “If you have nothing else to say, then I sentence you to exile,” the leader announced, her voice cracking. Every word seemed to be dragged out of her. “You will leave ThunderClan territory now, and if any cat sees you here after sunrise tomorrow, they have my permission to kill you.”
“Fireheart beat you,” Graystripe called out.
“Fireheart.” Tigerclaw turned his pale amber eyes on his enemy, and Fireheart felt his fur prickle at the look of unfettered hatred there. “Cross my path again, you stinking97 furball, and we’ll see who’s the stronger.”
Fireheart leaped to his paws, anger lending him energy. “Anytime, Tigerclaw,” he spat.
“No,” Bluestar growled. “No more fighting. Tigerclaw, leave our sight.”
Slowly Tigerclaw got up. His massive head swiveled back and forth98 as he scanned the crowd of cats. “Don’t think I’m finished,” he hissed. “I’ll be a leader yet. And any cat who comes with me will be well looked after. Darkstripe?”
Fireheart craned his neck to see Tigerclaw’s chief follower99. He waited for Darkstripe to get up and go to Tigerclaw, but the sleek100 tabby remained in his place, his shoulders hunched101 wretchedly.
“I trusted you, Tigerclaw,” he protested. “I thought you were the finest warrior in the forest. But you plotted with that…that tyrant”—Fireheart knew he was speaking of Brokentail—“and you said nothing to me. And now you expect me to come with you?” He looked away deliberately102.
Tigerclaw shrugged103. “I needed Brokentail’s help to make contact with the rogue cats. If you choose to take this personally, that’s your problem,” he growled. “Longtail?”
Longtail gave a nervous start. “Come with you, Tigerclaw? Into exile?” His voice shook. “I…no, I can’t. I’m loyal to ThunderClan!”
And you’re a coward, Fireheart added silently, catching104 the fear-scent as Longtail shrank back into the crowd of cats.
For the first time, a look of uncertainty105 flickered106 across Tigerclaw’s face, as the few cats he had trusted turned him down. “What about you, Dustpelt?” he demanded. “You’ll have richer pickings with me than ever you will in ThunderClan.”
The young brown tabby got deliberately to his paws and picked his way through the surrounding cats until he stood in front of Tigerclaw. “I looked up to you,” he meowed in a clear, level voice. “I wanted to be like you. But Redtail was my mentor107. I owe him more than any cat. And you killed him.” Grief and fury made his limbs shake, but he kept going. “You killed him and betrayed the Clan. I’d rather die than follow you.” He turned and stalked away.
A murmur57 of appreciation108 rose from the listening cats, and Fireheart heard Whitestorm whisper, “Well said, youngster.”
“Tigerclaw,” Bluestar broke in. “No more of this. Go now.”
Tigerclaw drew himself up to his full height, his eyes blazing in cold fury. “I’m going. But I’ll be back; you can be sure of that. I’ll be revenged on you all!” He padded unevenly109 away from the Highrock. As he drew close to Fireheart he paused, drawing his lips back in a snarl94. “And as for you…” he hissed. “Keep your eyes open, Fireheart. Keep your ears pricked110. Keep looking behind you. Because one day I’ll find you, and then you’ll be crowfood.”
“You’re crowfood now,” Fireheart retorted, struggling to hide the fear that crawled along his spine111.
Tigerclaw spat, then turned and walked away. The Clan cats parted to let him through, every eye tracking him as he went. The great warrior was not completely steady on his paws—his wounds must be bothering him in spite of Cinderpaw’s herbs, Fireheart realized—but he did not stop or look back. The gorse tunnel swallowed him up and he was gone.
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