CHAPTER 3
“Leafpool! Leafpool, what’s the matter withyou? That’s the third time I’ve called your name.”
The young medicine cat jumped. “Sorry, Cinderpelt.”
The gray she-cat bent2 her head to sniff3 at the seeds Leafpool was wrapping in a leaf. “What have you got here?”
“Poppy seed.”
Cinderpelt sighed. “No, it’s not. It’s nettle4 seed. Honestly, Leafpool, what’s the matter with you today?”
Leafpool stared down at the leaf. Cinderpelt had asked her to take some poppy seed to Firestar to soothe5 the pain in his wrenched6 shoulder. She had no idea how she had taken the wrong herb from the store inside Cinderpelt’s den7, but the green, spiny8 seeds on the leaf in front of her were definitely nettle. They might have helped if Firestar had eaten something poisonous, but they wouldn’t do anything to help his shoulder.
“I’m really sorry, Cinderpelt.”
“I should think so. This morning I caught you trying to put yarrow on Mousefur’s ticks instead of mouse bile.” Cinderpelt’s tone softened9. “Is everything all right, Leafpool? Were you hurt when those ShadowClan warriors12 chased you?”
Leafpool shook her head. “No…no, I’m fine.”
Her thoughts flew back to the night of the battle, when two ShadowClan warriors had chased her into the undergrowth at the top of the hollow, and plunged13 over the cliff to their deaths. Leafpool had almost fallen with them, her paws slipping on the rock as she tried to haul herself up. She could still feel the firm grasp on her scruff that had hauled her to safety, still see the intense gaze of her WindClan rescuer as he confessed that he loved her. Crowfeather! Every hair on her pelt1 tingled14.
“Leafpool, you’re doing it again!”
Shaking her head to clear it, Leafpool carried the leaf back into Cinderpelt’s den. She returned the nettle seeds to the crack in the rock and took out some poppy seeds instead.
“If there is anything wrong, I wish you would talk to me about it,” Cinderpelt meowed, watching her from the entrance. “We’re busier than we’ve been since we arrived, dealing15 with wounds from the battle. I need you, Leafpool. You’re more than an apprentice16 now—you should be able to carry out medicine cat duties on your own.”
“I know. I’m sorry. But everything’s fine, really.”
Of course it was—it was better than fine, when Crowfeather loved her! Leafpool wrapped the correct seeds in the beech17 leaf and picked up the package to carry it to Firestar. She nodded to her mentor18 as she nudged her way through the curtain of brambles that led into the camp. Part of her wanted to confide19 in Cinderpelt more than anything, but Leafpool knew she could never reveal her feelings for Crowfeather to any cat. Medicine cats were not supposed to fall in love.
Cinderpelt had suspected a connection between Leafpool and the WindClan warrior11 before the Clans20 split up into their new territories. But that was before Crowfeather told Leafpool that he loved her, before Leafpool had admitted her own feelings to herself. Now it would be even harder to hide what she felt from the wise medicine cat.
She scrambled21 up the rocks that formed a tumbled pathway to the Highledge outside Firestar’s den. Looking down into the clearing, she saw Dustpelt slipping into the nursery to visit Ferncloud and Birchkit; the patrol that had taken the bodies to ShadowClan must have returned peacefully.
“Come in!”
She slid through the narrow cleft24 for a couple of tail-lengths until it widened out into a cave, dimly lit by the light that shone through the opening. Firestar was stretched on a bed of fern and moss25 at the far end. Thornclaw sat beside him. Firestar nodded a greeting to Leafpool and turned back to the golden-brown tabby.
“So there was no trouble with ShadowClan?”
Thornclaw shook his head. “We met Russetfur leading a border patrol, and she fetched Blackstar. He saidhe knew nothing about his warriors supporting Mudclaw.”
“Then his warriors took the bodies away to be buried,” Thornclaw finished, “and we came home.”
“Well done, Thornclaw. I don’t want any trouble with ShadowClan.” Firestar paused for a moment before adding, “We’d better be careful what we say at the next Gathering28. No sense in trailing our tails for Blackstar to pounce29 on. Pass the word to the rest of the Clan10, would you?”
Leafpool padded across the cave and set down the leaf-wrapped poppy seeds. “Cinderpelt sent you these.”
Firestar leaned over and licked up the seeds with one swipe of his tongue. “Thank you, Leafpool. This’ll teach me not to take on two warriors at once!”
“You should sleep now,” Leafpool meowed.
As she finished speaking, she heard the sound of cats gathering in the clearing below the ledge, and Squirrelflight’s voice calling, “Firestar!”
The Clan leader glanced at Leafpool with a gleam of amusement in his eyes. “There goes my nap. Brambleclaw’s patrol must be back from WindClan.”
He rose to his paws and limped across the den. Leafpool followed him. Excitement rushed through her like a bubbling stream. She wanted to fling herself down the rocks and hurl31 questions at Squirrelflight. Had the patrol seen Crowfeather? What did he say? Had he been hurt in the battle? Had he mentioned her…?
She stopped abruptly32 at the entrance to her father’s den. If she asked just one of these questions, Squirrelflight would want to know why she was so interested in the young WindClan warrior. And even her sister wouldn’t understand if she knew that Leafpool had broken the code of a medicine cat and fallen in love.
Brambleclaw and the rest of the patrol were waiting in the clearing, while more of the Clan cats gathered around them to hear their news. Leafpool jumped down the tumble of broken rocks and paused, feeling puzzled as she caught a powerful wave of feeling from her sister. Squirrelflight was in even more turmoil33 than she had been after the quarrel with Brambleclaw, making Leafpool’s fur bristle34 with a whirl of agitation35, fear, and sympathy.
Leafpool slid between Dustpelt and Mousefur until she reached Squirrelflight’s side. “What’s the matter?” she murmured in her sister’s ear. “What happened?”
Squirrelflight’s claws scraped furiously at the earth in front of her. “WindClan treated us like we were sworn enemies!” she hissed37.
Leafpool turned to listen to Brambleclaw, who was reporting to Firestar.
“Webfoot looked as though he’d like to claw our fur off,” the tabby warrior meowed. “You would never have thought we were the same cats who helped WindClan fight off Mudclaw a couple of nights ago.”
“But did you find out about Onestar?” Firestar asked. “He isOnestar now, isn’t he?”
“Oh, yes, he’s got his nine lives all right, but his Clan don’t seem to think we’re allies anymore.”
“I told you,” Ashfur broke in. “They have to show us they’re strong enough to stand on their own now.”
Brambleclaw shook his head. “I think it was more than that.”
“And you really can’t imagine what the problem is?” Dustpelt meowed, coming forward to stand beside his Clan leader. “Come on, Brambleclaw. You’re hardly likely to be the most popular cat in WindClan just now, not after Hawkfrost saved your life at the end of the battle. Onestar probably thinks you and Hawkfrost were working together all along.”
“Mouse dung!” Brambleclaw snapped. “Onestar forgave all the cats who fought against him, including Hawkfrost. And every cat knows I fought for WindClan. Onestar can’t have any quarrel with me.”
Leafpool glanced at Squirrelflight; once her sister would have leapt to Brambleclaw’s defense38, but now she was just staring at him with narrowed eyes.
Firestar looked from Brambleclaw to Dustpelt and then back again. “I hope Ashfur’s right,” he mewed at last, “and this is just an example of WindClan trying to prove how strong they are. But I don’t think we can trust Webfoot to report on what’s happening in his Clan. I’ll have to visit WindClan myself once my shoulder is better.”
Leafpool exchanged a startled glance with her sister. “He should wait for the Gathering,” she mewed quietly. “He could talk to Onestar there.”
“You try telling him that,” Squirrelflight murmured back.
Leafpool knew she couldn’t. Firestar’s friendship with Onestar went so far back that none of the Clan cats, even those who had grown up with Firestar, would dare tell him he couldn’t visit his old friend. Leafpool heard Mousefur mutter, “Did you ever hear such a mousebrained idea? A day-old kit23 could see that WindClan wants to be left alone.”
Firestar was about to go back to his den when Brambleclaw stopped him. “Wait, we haven’t told you about the badger39 yet.”
“What badger?” Firestar turned back, his green eyes flashing with alarm. “On our territory?”
“Not anymore,” Brambleclaw replied, and he described how the patrol had tracked the badger by its scent40.
“It was digging out a set in an old foxhole,” Rainwhisker added. “And there were fourof them. Three cubs41 and their mother.”
“The cubs were too small to fight,” meowed Ashfur. “But the mother gave us enough trouble.” He twisted around to lick a raw patch on his hindquarters.
Squirrelflight remained silent as Brambleclaw finished explaining how the badgers42 had been driven off. Leafpool picked up mingled43 feelings of fear, defensiveness44, and pity. She could understand why. ThunderClan had been driven from their home too. But this is our territory now, she reminded herself. We can’t share it with badgers, especially not four of them.
Firestar looked around at his Clan. “Dustpelt, take a patrol up there, please, and fill in the hole. Keep at least one of the warriors on watch in case the badger comes back.”
Dustpelt beckoned45 to Rainwhisker, who would be able to show him the way to the half-built set, and signaled Brightheart and Cloudtail to follow.
Firestar watched them go. “Every patrol will have to watch out for badgers in the future,” he warned. “This family could come back, or more of them might be trying to settle. If one badger is trying to find a new home, there could be others.” Grimly he added, “We must make it clear they’re not welcome here.”
Moonlight glimmered46 on the rippling47 stream, and the warm scents48 of newleaf drifted across Leafpool’s fur as she stood gazing into WindClan’s territory. Suddenly a lean, dark shape raced down the bank—Crowfeather. He plunged into the stream with a glittering splash as moon-filled drops spun49 away from his paws. Water brushed his belly50 fur; then Crowfeather was pulling himself onto the bank beside Leafpool. His scent flooded over her.
“Crowfeather…” she murmured.
“What?”
Leafpool opened her eyes to see Cinderpelt poking51 her head out of her den. “Did you say something?” the medicine cat mewed.
Leafpool sprang out of her nest and gave herself a shake to dislodge scraps52 of moss from her pelt. “No, Cinderpelt.” The last thing she wanted was to be asked what she had been dreaming about. “Do you need me to do something?”
“I’ve just been checking our stores of herbs,” Cinderpelt meowed. “Some of them are getting very low, and—”
“I’ll go and gather some,” Leafpool offered. “It’s almost newleaf, so there’s bound to be something growing. Squirrelflight told me where she saw some coltsfoot.”
“Good,” mewed Cinderpelt. “We could do with some marigold or horsetail too. We used nearly every scrap36 after the battle. And anything else you see that would be useful.”
“Right, Cinderpelt.” Leafpool’s paws itched53 to carry her out of the camp so she could be alone with her thoughts. Waving her tail in farewell, she headed across the clearing and through the thorn tunnel.
The sun had not yet cleared the tops of the trees, and clammy, dew-laden grass brushed Leafpool’s belly fur, but she scarcely noticed the chill. Her paws tingled with excitement, and she ran faster until she was racing54 through the trees. The gurgle of water brought her to a halt. She realized her paws had brought her to the stream that marked the border with WindClan, close to the lake where trees grew in WindClan territory too. The place was hauntingly familiar. She had stood here in her dream, and Crowfeather had come to her.
The bank was silent and deserted55, the trees casting long shadows over the water. Leafpool stood still, her gaze devouring56 the undergrowth on the far side of the stream. She half-hoped, half-dreaded what she might see. A WindClan patrol would be hostile if they found her so close to the border, but if Crowfeather appeared…But she had no business hoping to meet Crowfeather. She was a medicine cat, and medicine cats could notfall in love.
She tasted the air and picked up her own Clan’s scent markers, and those of WindClan from the opposite bank, but not the scent that threw her into such turmoil. A pang57 of disappointment burned through her, and she knew some part of her had expected him to be waiting for her.
“Stupid furball,” she muttered. “It was only a dream.”
She stiffened58 as she heard voices from farther downstream; a heartbeat later ThunderClan scent drifted around her. She didn’t want to meet a patrol this far away from the camp. They would ask what she was doing, and she was too confused to explain properly. She glanced around. The only cover close by was a holly59 bush with branches that swept the ground; Leafpool squeezed under it just as the ThunderClan patrol came into sight.
Peering out between the prickly leaves, Leafpool saw that Brackenfur was leading the patrol. He padded past with Sootfur and Whitepaw behind him, then paused to ask his apprentice what she could scent. Leafpool froze.
“WindClan cats,” Whitepaw replied after a moment. “And ThunderClan, of course, and I think a fox went by a while ago—probably yesterday. No sign of any badgers, though.”
“Well done,” meowed Brackenfur. “If you go on like this, you’ll be a warrior in no time.”
Whitepaw fluffed out her tail with pride as she followed her mentor and Sootfur upstream. Leafpool relaxed; the apprentice hadn’t singled her out from the other ThunderClan scents. When the patrol had disappeared she began to wriggle60 out from her hiding place, only to be flooded by another, crashingly familiar scent.
“Leafpool, whatever are you doing under there?”
Leafpool scrambled the rest of the way out of the holly bush and turned around to meet the curious gaze of her friend Sorreltail. “Looking for berries,” she mewed feebly.
“Hollyberries?” Sorreltail’s amber61 eyes stretched wide in surprise. “I thought they were poisonous.”
“Yes, they are. I was…er…looking for different berries.”
Sorreltail’s tail curled up, but to Leafpool’s relief she didn’t ask any more questions. Her eyes were shining, even though she looked tired. “There’s something I have to tell you, I think,” she meowed.
Leafpool stared at her friend in horror. Had she guessed about Crowfeather? “There are good herbs around here,” she began, struggling not to show her panic. She had to make Sorreltail believe she was here on medicine cat business—no other reason. “I always come here when—”
Leafpool saw pride and excitement and a flicker63 of fear in Sorreltail’s expression. Mousebrain! she scolded herself. Call yourself a medicine cat?
A purr of happiness rose inside her. “Are they Brackenfur’s?” The tortoiseshell and golden brown warriors had been inseparable ever since they arrived in the new territory.
Sorreltail nodded. “I haven’t told him yet; I wanted to be certain first. Oh, Leafpool, I just know he’ll make a wonderful father.”
“I’m sure he will.” Leafpool pressed her muzzle64 against her friend’s. “And you’ll be a wonderful mother.”
“I hope so.” Sorreltail ducked her head. “I’m a bit scared, but I know I’ll be fine if I’ve got you to look after me.”
“I’ll do my best,” Leafpool mewed, trying not to squirm under the warmth of her friend’s praise. Right now, she was as far from being a good medicine cat as she could be. “Just think, Sorreltail, you’ll be the first cat to bear kits for ThunderClan in our new home! The first cat to use the new nursery.”
Sorreltail blinked happily. The sound of a pawstep behind her made Leafpool turn; Brackenfur had come back to see what was keeping his mate.
“Are you okay?” he asked, padding up to her and giving her ears a lick.
“I’m fine, Brackenfur,” Sorreltail replied. “Just a bit tired.”
“Come a bit farther,” Brackenfur meowed, pointing upstream with his tail. “We’ve found a nice sunny spot under a tree. You can rest and we’ll see how Whitepaw’s hunting skills are coming on.”
His gentle care of Sorreltail made Leafpool certain that he had guessed her secret. It wouldn’t be a secret for much longer.
Sorreltail leaned against his shoulder for a moment, then touched her nose to Leafpool’s. “Bye, Leafpool. I hope you find those berries.”
Leafpool watched the two cats head upstream, their pelts65 brushing, until they disappeared among the trees. There was a strange ache in her heart, half joy and half sorrow. She was happy for Sorreltail, but she envied her too. She and Brackenfur had entered a private world where a medicine cat could never follow.
Leafpool had always known that, ever since she first became apprenticed66 to Cinderpelt. But she had never thought about what it would mean. She had never realized one cat could long for another the way she longed for Crowfeather with every hair on her pelt. And now Sorreltail was depending on Leafpool to take care of her when her kits were born. Her duties kept her busy enough already. There was no room for forbidden feelings.
“You’re a medicine cat,” she told herself. “And Crowfeather’s a warrior from another Clan. So stop thinking about him. Stop dreaming.”
Head down, she padded away from the stream without looking back at the WindClan border, and went to search for Squirrelflight’s coltsfoot.
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