CHAPTER 23
“Fire! Wake up!” Fireheart yowled.
“We must leave the camp at once!” Fireheart ordered. “Tell Bluestar the forest is on fire!”
He ran to the elders’ den and called through the branches of the fallen oak, “Fire! Get out!” Then he raced to where the apprentices4 were clambering drowsily5 from their nests. “Leave the camp! Head for the river,” he called. Cloudpaw’s bewildered face stared at him, still dazed by sleep. “Head for the river!” Fireheart repeated urgently.
Frostfur was already helping6 Bluestar across the shadowy clearing. The leader’s face was a grotesque7 mask of fear as Frostfur nudged her forward with her nose.
“This way!” Fireheart yowled, beckoning8 with his tail before rushing to help the white she-cat guide Bluestar toward the entrance. Cats were streaming past on either side of them, their fur bristling9.
The forest seemed to roar around them, and above the noise came a hideous10 two-tone wailing11 and the frantic13 barking of Twolegs as they crashed through the forest. Smoke was billowing thickly into the clearing now, and behind it the light of the fire grew ever brighter as it bore down on the camp.
Not till she was outside did Bluestar begin to run, caught in the jostling stream of cats surging up and out of the ravine. “Head for the river,” Fireheart ordered. “Keep an eye on your denmates. Don’t lose sight of one another.” He felt an eerie15 calm within him, like a pool of icy water, while noise and heat and panic raged outside.
Fireheart darted16 back to round up Willowpelt’s kits18 as they struggled after their mother. She was carrying the smallest one in her mouth, her eyes stricken with fear above the bundle that bumped against her forelegs.
“Where’s Goldenflower?” Fireheart demanded.
Willowpelt signaled with her nose, pointing up the ravine. Fireheart nodded, relieved that at least one queen and her kits were safely out of the camp. He called to Longtail, who was already halfway20 up the rocky slope. As the warrior2 scrambled21 back down, Fireheart scooped23 up another of Willowpelt’s kits and passed it to Mousefur, who had raced up behind him. He picked up the third, and when Longtail reached his side he gave the kit19 to him. “Stay near Willowpelt!” he ordered, knowing that the queen would keep running only if she knew her kits were safe.
Fireheart stood at the bottom of the ravine and watched the cats scrambling24 upward. Clouds of smoke swirled25 across the sky, hiding Silverpelt from view. Was StarClan watching this? he wondered briefly27. He lowered his eyes and saw Bluestar’s thick gray pelt17 reach the top, bundled along by the other cats. Finally he followed, glancing over his shoulder as he scrambled upward to see fire stretching greedy orange tongues into the ravine, ripping through the bone-dry bracken toward the camp.
Fireheart scrambled onto the ridge28. “Wait!” he called to the fleeing cats. They stopped and turned to face him. Smoke stung Fireheart’s eyes as he peered at his Clanmates through the choking clouds. “Is any cat missing?” he demanded, scanning the faces.
“Where are Halftail and Patchpelt?” Cloudpaw’s voice rose in a terrified mew.
Fireheart saw heads turning to look questioningly at one another, and Smallear answered, “They’re not with me.”
“They must still be in camp!” meowed Whitestorm.
“Where’s Bramblekit?” Goldenflower’s desperate wail12 rose through the trees above the noise of the fire. “He was behind me when I was climbing the ravine!”
Fireheart’s mind reeled. This meant three of the Clan26 were missing. “I’ll find them,” he promised. “It’s too dangerous for you to stay here any longer. Whitestorm and Darkstripe, make sure the rest of the Clan make it to the river.”
“You can’t go back down there!” Sandstorm protested, forcing her way through the cats to stand beside him. Her green eyes searched his desperately29.
“I have to,” Fireheart replied.
“I’m coming too,” Sandstorm told him.
“No!” called Whitestorm. “We are short of warriors alreadyWe need you to help get the Clan to the river.” Fireheart nodded in agreement.
“Then I’ll come!”
Fireheart stared in horror as Cinderpelt limped forward. “I’m no warrior,” she mewed. “I’d be no use anyway if we met an enemy patrol.”
“No way!” Fireheart spat30. He could not let Cinderpelt risk her life. Then he saw the matted pelt of Yellowfang as she shouldered her way through the crowd.
“I may be old, but I’m steadier on my paws than you,” the old medicine cat told Cinderpelt. “The Clan will need your healing skills. I’ll go with Fireheart. You stay with the Clan.”
Cinderpelt opened her mouth, but Fireheart snapped, “There’s no time to argue. Yellowfang, come with me. The rest of you, head for the river.”
He turned before Cinderpelt could argue and began to pick his way back down the ravine into the smoke and heat below.
Fireheart was terrified, but he forced himself to keep running when he reached the bottom of the ravine. He could hear Yellowfang gasping31 behind him. The smoke made every breath painful, even for his young lungs. Bright flames flickered32 just beyond the wall of the camp, tearing greedily at the carefully woven ferns, but they hadn’t reached the clearing yet. The elders’ den was nearest, and Fireheart struggled half-blind toward it. He could hear the crackling of flames as they licked at the far side of the fallen oak. The heat here was so intense, it felt as though the fire would burst into the camp at any moment.
Fireheart saw the shape of Halftail slumped33 below a branch. Patchpelt lay beside him, his jaws34 buried in Halftail’s scruff as if he’d been trying to drag his friend to safety when he collapsed35.
Fireheart stopped in dismay, but Yellowfang had already rushed past him and began dragging Halftail’s body toward the camp entrance.
Fireheart grasped Patchpelt in his jaws and pulled him across the smoke-filled clearing and into the tunnel. He struggled not to cough as he tugged37 Patchpelt through the gorse, its sharp spines38 clutching at the old cat’s matted fur. Fireheart reached the bottom of the ravine and started to scramble22 upward. Patchpelt twitched39 in his jaws, and Fireheart felt his body convulse as he retched in a series of violent spasms40. Fireheart pushed on up the steep slope, his neck aching from the weight of the unconscious cat.
At the top he dragged Patchpelt onto the flat rocks, and the old tom lay there, wheezing41 and helpless. Then Fireheart turned to look for Yellowfang. The medicine cat was just struggling out of the gorse tunnel, her flanks heaving as she fought against the deadly smoke. The trees that had sheltered the Clan were being swallowed up by fire, their trunks enveloped42 in flames. Fireheart saw Yellowfang stare up at him with Halftail clutched in her jaws, her orange eyes huge. He flexed43 his hind14 legs, ready to jump down the rocks toward her, but a terrified mewling made him look up. Peering through the billowing smoke, he saw Goldenflower’s kit clinging to the branches of a small tree that sprouted44 from the side of the ravine. The bark of the tree was already smoldering45, and as Bramblekit cried desperately, the trunk burst into flame.
Without stopping to think, Fireheart sprang at the blazing tree. He dug his claws into the trunk above the flames and hauled himself up to the kit. The fire raced up the trunk behind him, licking at the bark as Fireheart reached forward, wobbling, and lunged for the kit. The tiny tom was clinging to a branch, his eyes tightly shut and his mouth open wide in a silent scream. Fireheart grabbed him in his jaws and almost lost his balance as Bramblekit let go immediately and swung down into thin air. With his teeth still embedded46 in Bramblekit’s scruff, Fireheart managed to keep a grip on the rough bark. There was no way he could climb back down the trunk now. The flames had taken too strong a hold. He would have to go as far along the branch as he could, then jump down to the ground. Clenching47 his jaws, and blocking out Bramblekit’s screams, Fireheart crept away from the trunk.
The branch dipped and swayed under his weight, but Fireheart forced himself to keep going. One more pawstep and he tensed, ready to jump. Behind him flames scorched48 his pelt, filling his nostrils49 with the bitter smell of burning fur. The branch dipped again, this time with an ominous50 splintering sound. StarClan help me!Fireheart prayed silently. Shutting his eyes, he flexed his hind legs and leaped toward the ground.
Behind him a loud crack split the air. Fireheart landed with a thud that almost knocked the breath out of him. Scrambling to find a clawhold on the side of the ravine, he twisted his head around. To his horror he saw that the fire had burned right through the trunk, sending the whole tree toppling into the ravine. Alive with flame, the tree crashed away from the terrified cat, hiding the entrance to the camp behind a wall of burning branches. There was no way Fireheart could reach Yellowfang now.
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warriors
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| 武士，勇士，战士( warrior的名词复数 ) | |
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warrior
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| n.勇士，武士，斗士 | |
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| n.兽穴；秘密地方；安静的小房间，私室 | |
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apprentices
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| 学徒，徒弟( apprentice的名词复数 ) | |
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drowsily
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helping
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bristling
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hideous
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wailing
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wail
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frantic
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darted
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pelt
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kits
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kit
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halfway
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scrambled
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scramble
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scooped
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scrambling
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swirled
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clan
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briefly
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ridge
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jaws
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growled
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spasms
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wheezing
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flexed
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sprouted
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smoldering
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embedded
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clenching
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scorched
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nostrils
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ominous
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