CHAPTER 24
“Yellowfang!”
Fireheart dropped Bramblekit and yowled the medicine cat’s name. The blood pounded in his ears as he listened for her reply, but he heard nothing except the dreadful crackling of the flames.
Bramblekit crouched2 at his paws, pressing his small body against Fireheart’s legs. Pulsing with fear and frustration3, and dimly aware of the pain from his singed4 flanks, Fireheart grabbed him and raced up the slope back to Patchpelt.
The old tom hadn’t moved. Fireheart saw his chest weakly rising and falling and knew that Patchpelt would not be able to run to safety. He lowered Bramblekit onto the ground. “Follow me!” he yowled before clamping his tired jaws5 onto Patchpelt’s scruff. With a final glance down the burning slope, Fireheart dragged the black-and-white tom away from the ravine into the trees. Bramblekit stumbled after them, too shocked to mew, his eyes huge and unfocused. Fireheart wished he were somehow able to carry both of them, but he couldn’t leave Patchpelt to die where he lay. Somehow Bramblekit would have to find the strength to survive the terrifying journey on his own paws.
Fireheart followed the trail of the other cats blindly, hardly aware of the forest around him, even though he turned back every few moments to check that Bramblekit was still keeping up. His last sight of the ravine filled his mind, a terrifying trough of flame and smoke that engulfed6 the camp, his home. And of Yellowfang and Halftail, there had been no sign at all.
They caught up with the rest of ThunderClan at Sunningrocks. Fireheart laid Patchpelt gently on the flat surface of the stone. Bramblekit raced straight to Goldenflower, who grasped him by his scruff and gave him a sharp, angry shake, choked by the purring that rose from her chest. Then she dropped him and began washing his smoke-stained fur with furious laps that softened9 to gentle strokes. The pale ginger10 queen glanced up at Fireheart, her eyes glistening11 with a gratitude12 she could not begin to put into words.
Fireheart blinked and looked away. It was beginning to dawn on him that Yellowfang might be lost because he stopped to save Tigerclaw’s son. He shook his head violently. He couldn’t think about that. His Clan8 needed him. He gazed around at the horror-struck cats that crouched on the smooth stones. Did they think they were safe here? They should have kept going to the river. Fireheart narrowed his eyes, trying to spot Sandstorm among the huddled13 shapes, but an infinite weariness made his legs feel heavier than stone, and he couldn’t find the strength to get up and look for her.
He felt Patchpelt stir beside him. The old tom lifted his head, gasping14 for air, before collapsing15 into a coughing fit that brought Cinderpelt hobbling stiffly out from the throng16 of cats. Fireheart watched as she pressed her paws heavily on Patchpelt’s chest, desperately17 trying to clear his lungs.
Patchpelt stopped coughing. He lay still, strangely silent now that he was not even wheezing18, and Cinderpelt looked up, her eyes brimming with sorrow. “He’s dead,” she murmured.
Shocked mews rippled19 back across the rock. Fireheart stared at Cinderpelt in disbelief. How could he have brought Patchpelt this far, only for him to die? And on almost the exact spot where Silverstream had passed into the paws of StarClan. He looked anxiously at Cinderpelt, knowing she must be sharing the same thought. Her eyes were shadowed with grief and her whiskers quivered as she leaned down to close the old tom’s eyes gently. Fireheart feared the pain would be more than she could bear, but as the other elders padded forward to share tongues with Patchpelt, the gray medicine cat sat up and raised her eyes to Fireheart. “We’ve lost another cat,” she whispered, her voice ringing hollow with disbelief. “But my grief won’t help the Clan.”
“You’re beginning to sound as strong as Yellowfang,” Fireheart told her softly.
Cinderpelt opened her eyes wide. “Yellowfang! Where is she?”
Fireheart felt a pain in his chest, so sharp it was as if a splinter from the burning tree had lodged20 in his heart. “I don’t know,” he admitted. “I lost her in the smoke while she was rescuing Halftail. I was going to go back, but the kit1…” His voice trailed away and he could only stare at the graymedicine cat as her eyes clouded with unimaginable pain. What was happening to their Clan? Did StarClan truly want to kill them all?
Bramblekit began coughing, and Cinderpelt roused herself, shaking her head as if emerging from icy water. Fireheart watched her hobble to the kit’s side and bend her head, vigorously licking his chest to stimulate21 his breathing. The coughing died away into a rhythmic22 wheezing that in turn eased as Cinderpelt worked.
Fireheart sat still and listened to the forest. He could feel his fur prickling in the sultry air. A breeze rustled23 through the trees, blowing from the direction of the camp. Fireheart opened his mouth, trying to distinguish fresh smoke from the stench of his singed fur. Was the fire still burning? Then he realized he could see the sky filling with clouds of smoke as the breeze drove the flames steadily24 toward Sunningrocks. His ears flattened25 as he heard the roaring of the fire rise above the soft murmuring of the leaves.
“It’s coming this way,” he yowled, his voice sore and harsh after breathing in the smoke. “We must keep going to the river. We’ll only be safe if we cross to the other side. The fire won’t reach us there.”
The cats looked up, startled, their eyes gleaming dimly through the night. The light from the fire was already shining through the trees. Clouds of smoke began to billow down onto Sunningrocks, and the sound of the flames grew louder, fanned by the rising wind.
Without warning the rocks and the forest were illuminated27 by a blinding flash. A thunderous crack exploded over the heads of the cats, making them flatten26 themselves against the rock. Fireheart lifted his eyes toward the sky. Behind the billowing smoke, he could see rain clouds rolling in overhead. Age-old terror mingled28 with relief as he realized that the storm had broken at last.
“Rain is coming!” he yowled, encouraging his cowering29 Clanmates. “It will put out the fire! But we must go now or we won’t outrun the flames!”
Brackenfur pushed himself up from the rock first. As understanding rippled through the rest of the Clan, the other cats stood up too. Their horror of the fire outweighed30 their instinctive31 fear of the raging skies. They shifted restlessly across the rock face, not sure which way to run, and to Fireheart’s relief he saw Sandstorm among them, her tail fluffed up and her ears flat back. The cats started to move farther apart, revealing Bluestar sitting motionless halfway32 up the rock, her face tilted33 to the stars. A brilliant fork of lightning split the sky, but Bluestar remained still. Was she praying to StarClan? Fireheart wondered in disbelief.
“This way!” he ordered. He signaled with his tail as another crash of thunder drowned out his voice.
The Clan began to stream down the rock toward the trail that led to the river. Fireheart could see the flames flickering34 between the trees now. A rabbit pelted35 past him, terrified. It didn’t even seem to notice the cats, weaving through them as it hurtled from the fire and the storm and slipped under the rock, instinctively36 seeking out the sanctuary37 of the ancient stone. But Fireheart knew that the flames would soon engulf7 this part of the forest, and he didn’t want to risk losing any more cats to such a terrible death.
“Hurry!” he called, and the cats broke into a run. Mousefur and Longtail were carrying Willowpelt’s kits38 once more, while Cloudpaw and Dustpelt dragged Patchpelt’s body between them, the limp black-and-white shape jerking awkwardly over the ground. Whitestorm and Brindleface flanked Bluestar, encouraging the ThunderClan leader onward39 with gentle nudges.
Fireheart was turning to look for Sandstorm when he saw Speckletail struggling with her kit grasped in her jaws. The kit was well grown and Speckletail was not as young as the other queens. Fireheart raced over and took the kit from her. Speckletail flashed him a grateful look and started running.
The fire was beside them now that they had turned toward the river. Fireheart kept one eye on the advancing wall of flames as he urged the Clan onward. Around them the trees began to sway as the storm winds swelled40 and began to stir the burning forest, fanning the flames toward them. The river was in sight, but they still had to cross it, and few of the ThunderClan cats had done much swimming. There was no time to go farther downstream to the stepping-stones.
As they hurtled across the RiverClan scentline, Fireheart felt the heat of the fire against his flank and a cruel roaring that was even louder than the Thunderpath. He raced forward to lead the way down to the riverbank and skidded41 to a halt where the forest floor gave way to the pebbly42 shore. The smooth stones glowed silver as lightning flashed once more, but the thunder that followed was hardly audible above the roaring of the fire. The Clan stumbled after Fireheart, their eyes filled with a new terror as they stared at the fast-flowing river. Fireheart felt his spirit quail43 at the thought of persuading his water-shy Clanmates to enter the river. But behind them the fire tore through the trees in relentless44 pursuit, and he knew there was no choice.
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kit
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| n.用具包，成套工具；随身携带物 | |
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frustration
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singed
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jaws
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engulfed
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engulf
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clan
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ginger
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glistening
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gratitude
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huddled
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collapsing
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throng
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desperately
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wheezing
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steadily
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mingled
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cowering
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halfway
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flickering
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pelted
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onward
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swelled
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pebbly
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quail
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relentless
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