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The sun had not yet risen when Brambleclaw set out with the dawn patrol. Even in the few days since Sorreltail’s warrior1 ceremony, the leaves had begun to turn to gold and the first chill of leaf-fall lay on the forest, though it still hadn’t rained for longer than a moon. The young warrior shivered as long grasses, heavy with dew, brushed against his fur. Cobwebs spread a gray film over the bushes, and the air was filled with damp, leafy scents2. The twittering of waking birds began to drown out the soft padding of the cats’ paws.
Brightheart’s brother, Thornclaw, who was in the lead, paused to look back at Brambleclaw and Ashfur. “Firestar wants us to check Snakerocks,” he meowed. “Watch out for adders4. There are more of them since the weather has been so hot.”
Brambleclaw instinctively5 unsheathed his claws. The adders would be hidden in cracks now, but as soon as the sun came up the warmth would tempt7 them out again. One bite from those poisoned jaws8 could kill a warrior before a medicine cat could do anything to help.
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faint sounds behind him, as if something were moving around in the undergrowth. He paused, glancing back in the hope of an easy bit of prey9. At first he could see nothing; then he noticed the fronds10 of a thick clump11 of fern waving about, though there was no breeze. He sniffed12 the air, opening his jaws to drink it in, before letting the breath out again with a sigh
“Come out, Squirrelpaw,” he meowed.
There was a moment’s silence. Then the bracken waved again and the stems parted as the dark ginger13 she-cat came out into the open. Her green eyes glared defiance14.
“What’s going on?” Thornclaw padded up to Brambleclaw, with Ashfur just behind him.
Brambleclaw indicated the apprentice15 with a flick16 of his tail. “I heard something behind us,” he explained. “She must have followed us from the camp.”
“Don’t talk about me as if I weren’t here!” Squirrelpaw protested hotly.
“You shouldn’t be here!” Brambleclaw retorted; somehow Squirrelpaw had only to open her mouth for him to feel that his fur was being rubbed the wrong way.
“Stop bickering17, the pair of you,” Thornclaw growled18.
“You’re not kits20 anymore. Squirrelpaw, tell us what you’re doing. Did some cat send you with a message?”
“She wouldn’t have been skulking22 in the bracken if they had,” Brambleclaw couldn’t resist pointing out.
“No, they didn’t,” Squirrelpaw meowed with a resentful glance at Brambleclaw. Her paws scuffled in the grass. “I wanted to come with you, that’s all. I haven’t been on a patrol for ages.”
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“And you weren’t told to come on this one,” Thornclaw replied. “Does Dustpelt know you’re here?”
“No,” Squirrelpaw admitted. “He promised last night we’d do some training, but every cat knows he spends all day in the nursery with Ferncloud and their kits.”
“Not anymore,” Ashfur mewed. “Not since the kits opened their eyes. Squirrelpaw, I think you might be in trouble if Dustpelt goes looking for you.”
“You’d better go back to camp right away,” Thornclaw decided24.
Anger flared25 up in Squirrelpaw’s eyes, and she took a step forward that brought her nose-to-nose with Thornclaw.
“You’re not my mentor26, so don’t order me around!”
Thornclaw’s nostrils27 flared minutely as he let out a patient sigh, and Brambleclaw admired his self-control. If Squirrelpaw had spoken to him like that, he would have been tempted29 to rake his claws over her ear.
Even Squirrelpaw seemed to realize she had gone too far.
“I’m sorry, Thornclaw,” she meowed. “But it’s true I haven’tbeen on patrol for days. Please can I come?”
Thornclaw exchanged a glance with Ashfur and Brambleclaw. “All right,” he mewed. “But don’t blame me if Dustpelt turns you into crowfood when we get back.”
Squirrelpaw gave a little skip of excitement. “Thank you, Thornclaw! Where are we going? Are we looking for anything special? Is there going to be trouble?”
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there won’t be trouble.”
“Watch out for adders, though,” Brambleclaw added.
“I know that!” Squirrelpaw flashed back at him.
“And we do it quietly,” Thornclaw ordered her. “I don’t want to hear another squeak30 out of you unless there’s something I need to know.”
Squirrelpaw opened her mouth to reply, then took in what he had said and nodded vigorously.
The patrol set off again. Brambleclaw had to admit that now she had gotten her own way, Squirrelpaw was behaving sensibly, slipping quietly along behind the leader and staying alert for every sound and movement in the undergrowth.
The sun was well risen by the time the four cats emerged from the trees and saw the smooth, rounded shapes of Snakerocks in front of them. A dark hole gaped31 at the foot of one of them; it was the cave where the dog pack had hidden. Brambleclaw shuddered32, remembering that Tigerstar, his own father, had tried to lead the savage33 animals to the ThunderClan camp in deadly revenge against his former Clan34 mates.
Squirrelpaw noticed his expression. “Scared of adders?”
she taunted35 him.
“Yes,” Brambleclaw replied. “And so should you be.”
“Whatever.” She shrugged36. “They’re probably more scared of us.”
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“Stop!” Thornclaw’s voice brought her skidding37 to a halt.
“Hasn’t Dustpelt told you that we don’t go dashing in anywhere before we’re sure of what we’re going to find?”
Squirrelpaw looked embarrassed. “Of course he has.”
“Well, then, act like you might have listened to him once or twice.” Thornclaw padded up beside the apprentice. “Have a good sniff,” he suggested. “See if you can scent3 anything.”
The young she-cat stood with her head raised, drawing the morning air into her mouth. “Mouse,” she meowed brightly after a moment. “Can we hunt, Thornclaw?”
“Later,” the warrior replied. “Now concentrate.”
Squirrelpaw tasted the air again. “The Thunderpath, just over there”—she waved her tail—“and a Twoleg with a dog.
But that’s stale,” she added. “I’d guess they were here yesterday.”
“Very good.” Thornclaw sounded impressed, and Squirrelpaw curled her tail up in delight.
“There’s something else,” she went on. “A horrible scent
I don’t think I’ve smelled it before.”
Brambleclaw raised his head and sniffed. He quickly iden-tified the scents Squirrelpaw had mentioned, and the new, unfamiliar38 one. “Badger39,” he meowed.
Thornclaw nodded. “That’s right. It looks as if it’s moved into the cave where the dogs were.”
Ashfur groaned40. “Just our luck!”
“Why?” Squirrelpaw asked. “What are badgers41 like? Are they a problem?”
“Are they ever!” Brambleclaw growled. “They’re no good to any cat, and they’d kill you as soon as look at you.”
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Squirrelpaw’s eyes widened, though she looked more impressed than frightened.
Ashfur cautiously approached the dark cave mouth, sniffed, and peered inside. “It’s dark as a fox’s heart in there,”
he reported, “but I don’t think the badger is at home.”
While he was speaking Brambleclaw suddenly caught the scent again, much stronger this time, washing over him from somewhere behind them. He leaped around to see a pointed42, striped face appear from behind the trunk of a nearby tree, its huge pads crushing the grass, its muzzle43 snuffling along the ground.
“Look out!” he yowled, every hair on his pelt23 bristling44 in fear. He had never been this close to a badger before. Whirling around, he dashed out into the clearing. “Squirrelpaw, run!”
As soon as Brambleclaw gave the alarm, Ashfur dived into the undergrowth, while Thornclaw bounded toward the safety of the trees. But Squirrelpaw stayed where she was, her gaze fixed45 on the huge creature.
“This way, Squirrelpaw!” Thornclaw called, starting to come back.
The apprentice still hesitated; Brambleclaw barreled into her, thrusting her toward the trees. “I said run!”
Her green eyes, blazing with fear and excitement, met his for a heartbeat. The badger was lumbering46 forward, its small eyes glittering as it scented47 cats intruding48 onto its territory.
Squirrelpaw pelted49 toward the edge of the clearing and launched herself up the nearest tree. Reaching a low branch she dug in her claws and crouched50 there, her ginger fur fluffed out.
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Brambleclaw clawed his way up beside her. Down below the badger was blundering back and forth51, as if it could not tell where the cats had gone. Its black-and-white head swung threateningly from side to side. Brambleclaw knew that it could not see very well; usually badgers only came out after dark, and this one would be on its way back to the cave after a night’s feeding on worms and grubs.
“Would it eat us?” Squirrelpaw asked breathlessly.
“No,” Brambleclaw replied, trying to slow his pounding heart. “Even a fox kills to eat, but a badger will kill you just for getting in its way. We’re not prey to them, but they won’t tol-erate any trespassers on their territory. Why did you hang about down there instead of running like we told you?”
“I’ve never seen a badger before, and I wanted to. Dustpelt says we should get all the experience we can.”
“Does that include the experience of having your fur ripped off?” Brambleclaw asked dryly, but for once Squirrelpaw didn’t reply.
While he was speaking Brambleclaw hadn’t taken his eyes off the creature below. He breathed a sigh of relief as it gave up the search and padded over to the cave mouth, where it squeezed itself inside and was gone.
Thornclaw leaped down from the tree where he had taken refuge. “That was closer than I’d like,” he meowed as Brambleclaw and Squirrelpaw scrambled52 down to join him.
“Where’s Ashfur?”
“Here.” Ashfur’s pale gray head popped out of a tangle53 of briars. “Do you think that badger is the same one that killed W A R R I O R S : T H E N E W P R O P H E C Y : M I D N I G H T
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Willowpelt last leaf-bare?”
“Maybe,” Thornclaw replied. “Cloudtail and Mousefur drove it away from the camp, but we never found out where it went.”
A pang54 of sadness went through Brambleclaw as he remembered the silver-gray she-cat. Willowpelt was the mother of Sorreltail, Sootfur, and Rainwhisker, but she had not lived to see her kits become warriors55.
“So what are we going to do about it?” Squirrelpaw asked eagerly. “Shall we go in there and kill it? There are four of us, and only one badger. How hard could it be?”
Brambleclaw winced56, while Thornclaw closed his eyes and waited a moment before speaking. “Squirrelpaw, you never go into a badger’s den6. Or a fox’s, for that matter. They’ll attack right away, there isn’t enough room to maneuver57, and you can’t see what you’re doing.”
“But—”
“No. We’ll head back to camp and report it. Firestar will decide what to do.”
Without waiting for Squirrelpaw to argue any more, he set off in the direction they had come. Ashfur fell in behind him, but Squirrelpaw paused at the edge of the clearing. “We could have dealt with it,” she grumbled58, glancing back longingly59 at the dark mouth of the cave. “I could have lured60 it out, and then—”
“And then it would have killed you with one swipe of its paw, and we’d still have to go back and report it,” Brambleclaw meowed discouragingly. “What do you think we would have said? ‘Sorry, Firestar, but we accidentally let a badger get your daughter’? He would have our fur off. Badgers are bad W A R R I O R S : T H E N E W P R O P H E C Y : M I D N I G H T
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news, and that’s that.”
“Well, you wouldn’t catch Firestar leaving a badger in ThunderClan territory without doing anything.” Squirrelpaw swung her tail up defiantly61 and plunged62 into the undergrowth to catch up with Thornclaw and Ashfur.
Brambleclaw raised his eyes, murmured, “Great StarClan!”
and followed.
When he emerged from the gorse tunnel into the clearing, the first cat he saw was Dustpelt. The brown tabby warrior was pacing up and down outside the apprentices63’ den, his tail lashing64 from side to side. Two of the other apprentices, Spiderpaw and Whitepaw, were crouched in the shade of the ferns, watching him apprehensively65.
As soon as Dustpelt spotted66 Squirrelpaw, he marched across the clearing toward her.
“Uh-oh,” Squirrelpaw muttered.
“Well?” the tabby warrior’s voice was icy. Brambleclaw winced, knowing how short-tempered he was; the only cat who had never felt the rough side of his tongue was Ferncloud.
“What have you got to say for yourself?”
Squirrelpaw met his glare bravely, but there was a quaver in her voice as she replied, “I went on patrol, Dustpelt.”
“Oh, on patrol! I see. And which cat ordered you to go?
Graystripe? Firestar?”
“No cat ordered me. But I thought—”
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apprentices to the training hollow to practice their fighting moves. We could have gone with them, but we didn’t, because you weren’t here. Do you realize that every cat has been searching the camp for you?”
Squirrelpaw shook her head, scuffling the ground with her front paws.
“When no cat could find you, Firestar took out a patrol to try following your scent. Did you see anything of him?”
Another shake of the head. Brambleclaw realized that following a scent in the heavy dew that morning would have been next to impossible.
“Your Clan leader has better things to do than chase after apprentices who can’t do as they’re told,” Dustpelt went on
“Thornclaw, why did you let her go with you?”
“I’m sorry, Dustpelt,” Thornclaw apologized. “I thought she’d be safer with us than wandering around the forest by herself.”
Dustpelt snorted. “That’s true.”
“We could still go and do the training,” Squirrelpaw suggested.
“Oh, no. No more training for you until you learn what being an apprentice really means.” Dustpelt paused for a heartbeat. “You can spend the rest of the day looking after the elders. Make sure they have enough fresh-kill. Change their bedding. Go over their pelts68 for ticks.” He blinked. “I’m sure Cinderpelt has plenty of mouse bile for you.”
Squirrelpaw’s eyes flew wide in dismay. “Oh, yuck!”
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as if she couldn’t believe he really meant it. When there was no change in her mentor’s hard stare, she whisked around and flounced across the clearing toward the elders’ den.
“If Firestar’s out looking for Squirrelpaw, we’ll have to wait for him to get back before we can report the badger,”
Thornclaw observed.
“Badger? What badger?” asked Dustpelt.
While Thornclaw and Ashfur began to describe what they had seen at Snakerocks, Brambleclaw bounded across the clearing and caught up with Squirrelpaw just outside the elders’ den.
“What do you want?” she spat69.
“Don’t be angry,” Brambleclaw mewed. He couldn’t help feeling sorry for her, even though she had deserved some sort of punishment for leaving the camp without any cat knowing where she was going. “I’ll help you with the elders, if you like.”
Squirrelpaw opened her mouth as if she were about to make a rude retort, and then clearly thought better of it. “Okay, thanks,” she muttered ungraciously.
“You go and get the mouse bile, and I’ll make a start on the bedding.”
Squirrelpaw’s eyes opened wide in a winning expression.
“You wouldn’t rather get the mouse bile, would you?”
“No, I wouldn’t. Dustpelt especially told you to do that.
Don’t you think he’ll check?”
Squirrelpaw shrugged. “No harm in trying.” With a flick of her tail, she stalked off to find Cinderpelt.
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that had swept through the camp more than four seasons ago, when he was only a kit21. But the grass had grown up again around the tree trunk, thick and luxuriant, making a comfortable home for the elderly cats whose service to the Clan was done.
When he pushed his way through the grasses he found the elders sunning themselves in the small, flattened71 clearing.
Dappletail, the oldest cat in ThunderClan, was curled up asleep, her patchy tortoiseshell pelt rising and falling with each breath. Frostfur, a still beautiful white queen, was dabbing72 lazily at a beetle73 in the grass. Speckletail and Longtail were crouched together as if they were in the middle of a good gossip. Brambleclaw felt the familiar jolt74 of sympathy when he looked at Longtail; the pale tabby tom was still a young warrior, but his eyesight had begun to fail so that he could no longer fight or hunt for himself.
“Hi, there, Brambleclaw.” Longtail’s head swung around as Brambleclaw entered the clearing, his jaws parted to take in the newcomer’s scent. “What can we do for you?”
“I’ve come to help Squirrelpaw,” Brambleclaw explained.
“Dustpelt sent her to look after you today.”
Speckletail broke into rasping laughter. “I heard she went missing. The whole camp was in an uproar75, looking for her.
But I knew she’d just have gone off by herself.”
“She tagged onto the dawn patrol,” Brambleclaw meowed.
Before he could say any more, there was the sound of another cat pushing through the grasses, and Squirrelpaw appeared. She had a twig76 clamped in her jaws; hanging from it was a ball of moss77 soaked in mouse bile. Brambleclaw wrinkled W A R R I O R S : T H E N E W P R O P H E C Y : M I D N I G H T
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his nose at the bitter scent.
“Right, who’s got ticks?” Squirrelpaw mumbled78 around the twig.
“You’re supposed to look for them yourself,” Brambleclaw pointed out.
Squirrelpaw shot him a glare.
“You can start with me,” Frostfur offered. “I’m sure there’s one on my shoulder, just where I can’t get at it.”
Squirrelpaw padded over to the she-cat, parting her white fur with a forepaw and grunting79 when she discovered the tick. She dabbed80 at it with the damp moss until it dropped off; ticks obviously found mouse bile as disgusting as cats did, thought Brambleclaw.
“Don’t worry, youngster,” Speckletail mewed as Squirrelpaw went on searching Frostfur’s pelt. “Your father was punished many a time when he was an apprentice. Even after he became a warrior. I never knew such a cat for getting into trouble, and look at him now!”
Squirrelpaw swung around to look at the elder, her green eyes sparkling, obviously begging for a tale.
“Well, now.” Speckletail settled herself more comfortably in her grassy81 nest. “There was the time when Firestar and Graystripe were caught feeding RiverClan with prey from our own territory. . . .”
Brambleclaw had heard the story before, so he began to collect the elders’ used bedding, rolling the moss together until he had gathered it up in a ball. When he took it out into the clearing he spotted Firestar emerging from the gorse tunnel, with W A R R I O R S : T H E N E W P R O P H E C Y : M I D N I G H T
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Sandstorm and Cloudtail behind him. Thornclaw was hurrying across to meet them from the other side of the clearing.
“Thank StarClan Squirrelpaw’s safe,” Firestar was mewing as Brambleclaw came into earshot. “One of these days she’ll get into real trouble.”
“She’s in real trouble now,” Sandstorm growled. “Just wait till I get my paws on her!”
“Dustpelt already did.” Thornclaw gave a mrrow of amusement. “He sent her to help the elders for the rest of the day.”
Firestar nodded. “Good.”
“And there’s something else,” Thornclaw went on. “We found a badger up at Snakerocks, living in the cave where the dogs used to be.”
“We think it might be the one that killed Willowpelt,”
Brambleclaw put in, setting his ball of moss down. “We’ve not seen any trace of a badger anywhere else in the forest.”
Cloudtail let out a growl19. “Oh, I hope it is. I’d give anything to get my claws on that brute82.”
Firestar swung around to face him. “You’ll do nothing of the kind without orders. I don’t want to lose more cats.” He paused for a moment, then added, “We’ll keep watch on it for a while. Pass the word around not to hunt at Snakerocks for the time being. With any luck, it will move on before leaf-bare, when prey gets scarce.”
“And hedgehogs might fly,” Cloudtail grumbled, stalking past Brambleclaw toward the warriors’ den. “Badgers and cats don’t mix, and that’s the end of it.”
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