CHAPTER 13
“I’ll be glad when newleaf comes,”Mothwing remarked, turning over her store of juniper berries with one paw. “We’re very short of herbs.”
“It’s just as bad in ThunderClan,” Leafpool told her, touching2 her shoulder sympathetically with the tip of her tail. “This has been a long leaf-bare, and we don’t know the best places yet to find supplies. At least your cats are getting well now.”
“Yes, thanks to you.” Mothwing let out a purr, then turned to Willowkit, who was standing4 just outside the medicine cat’s den5, shifting from paw to paw. “Give two juniper berries to each cat—except for Minnowkit and Pebblekit. They can have one each. Can you remember what juniper is for?”
The small gray kit3 paused with one paw raised, ready to snag a couple of berries on her claws. “Bellyache,” she began, eyes narrowed with the effort of remembering, “but they’re getting better, and their bellies7 aren’t aching anymore.” She hesitated, puzzled; then her eyes brightened. “Strength!” she mewed triumphantly8. “You’re giving them juniper so they’ll get strong again.”
“Very good!” Mothwing purred. She watched the young kit as she tottered9 away to give the juniper to Dawnflower. “She’s been such a help—and so have you, Leafpool. My Clanmates would have died without you.”
“I don’t think so,” Leafpool meowed, embarrassed by her friend’s praise. “You knew what to treat them with all along.”
Her third night in the RiverClan camp was drawing to an end. Dew glittered on every leaf and blade of grass in the slanting10 rays of the sun, and Leafpool was convinced it felt warmer than before. Newleaf could not be far off.
No more RiverClan cats had fallen ill. Mistyfoot had organized the fittest warriors11 to clean up any traces of the silver-green liquid they found in and around the camp, while Hawkfrost had finished the barrier around the Twoleg thing and made sure every cat knew they had to avoid it.
Meanwhile, all the remaining cats who had been poisoned by the sticky stuff were recovering. Heavystep had already returned to the elders’ den, while Minnowkit and Pebblekit were feeling well enough to get into mischief13. They were down by the stream now, dabbing14 a paw into the water as if they were pretending to fish.
“Stay away from the edge!” Mothwing called out. “I don’t have time to rescue you if you fall in.”
The two kits15 glanced at each other and drew back a couple of pawsteps, then started to chase each other in a circle.
“They’ll have to go back to the nursery,” Mothwing sighed. “Dawnflower isn’t really strong enough to look after them yet, but I’ll get Mosspelt to help her. They’ll only get into trouble if they stay here. I caught Minnowkit sniffing17 around my herb store yesterday.”
Leafpool let out a mrrowof amusement. “You’d think they’d had enough bellyache without stuffing themselves with the wrong sort of herbs.”
She stood up and gave herself a good long stretch. Along the bank of the stream the sick cats were stirring: Dawnflower had rolled onto her side to wash her belly6 fur, while Beechpaw was sitting up with his jaws19 parted in an enormous yawn. No cat looked uncomfortable or in pain.
“It’s time I was leaving,” Leafpool meowed. “You don’t need me anymore.”
Mothwing nodded, although there was a flash of regret in her eyes. “It’s been great, having another medicine cat to work with. But I know you have to go home to your Clan1.”
“You’re leaving?” Willowkit bounced up to them to collect another dose of juniper berries. “We’ll miss you, Leafpool.” Hesitantly she added to Mothwing, “Will you still need me to help?”
Leafpool padded along the bank to say good-bye to those cats who were awake. When she returned to Mothwing’s den she saw that Leopardstar had appeared.
“Mothwing tells me you’re leaving,” the RiverClan leader meowed. “The thanks of all RiverClan go with you, Leafpool.”
Leafpool bowed her head. “Any medicine cat would have done the same.”
“We won’t forget in a hurry,” Leopardstar told her. “Have a safe journey, and give my thanks to Firestar, too.”
With a last good-bye to Mothwing, Leafpool followed the stream down to the lake, splashing through at a shallow spot and heading along the shore, past the tree bridge. She hoped Crowfeather hadn’t been too angry when she had broken her promise to meet him. She had forgotten about him on the first night in her desperate rush to help the sick cats, and on the next two nights she had been too exhausted22. Besides, she hadn’t known if he would wait for her again, since she’d let him down the first time.
When she reached WindClan territory she kept one eye on the moorland, half-hoping to see his lean, gray-black shape racing23 toward her, yet half-dreading it too. Maybe it was better to end it this way, letting him think she wasn’t interested.
But the only WindClan cats she spotted24 were a patrol high up on the hillside; they were too far away for her to identify them, except to be sure none of them was Crowfeather. She felt as if she would recognize his sleek25 dark shape from the other side of the lake.
As she approached the stone hollow, the warm scent26 of ThunderClan cats surrounded her. A purr rose in her throat and she pushed her way eagerly through the thorn tunnel, glad to be home.
Firestar was talking to Cloudtail close to the nursery entrance. “I can’t see Daisy ever becoming a warrior12,” Leafpool heard him meow as she approached. “But sure, you can teach her some fighting moves. She needs to be able to defend herself and her kits if she’s going to live in the wild.”
Cloudtail’s blue eyes gleamed. “She’ll be fine,” he promised, before vanishing into the brambles to tell her.
Firestar shook his head doubtfully, then straightened up as he spotted Leafpool. “Welcome back,” he purred, touching her ear with his nose. “How are things in RiverClan?”
“They were very bad when I first arrived. Twolegs left some sticky poisonous stuff on their territory.” Leafpool described what she had discovered, and how she had helped Mothwing care for the sick cats. “But they’ll be fine now,” she finished.
“You’ve done well. I always knew you would be a brilliant medicine cat.” Her father dipped his head and licked her ears. “I’m very proud of you.”
Leafpool’s pelt16 tingled27 with pleasure. “I’d better go and find Cinderpelt,” she mewed. “She must have been rushed off her paws without me to help her.”
She bounded across the clearing and slipped behind the screen of brambles to Cinderpelt’s den. “Cinderpelt, I’m—”
She skidded28 to a halt at the mouth of the den. Rainwhisker was lying on the sandy floor with one paw held out, while Brightheart vigorously licked his pad. “That’s better,” she meowed. “I should be able to get it out now.”
There was a thorn sticking out of Rainwhisker’s pad. Carefully Brightheart gripped it in her teeth and pulled; it came away easily, followed by a spurt29 of bright blood.
“That looks fine,” Brightheart murmured, nosing the thorn to make sure no scraps30 of it were left in the paw. “Give your paw a good lick, and you should be able to walk on it soon.”
“Thanks, Brightheart,” Rainwhisker meowed.
Every hair on Leafpool’s pelt bristled31 from shock. How many medicine cats did ThunderClan need? She knew Brightheart had offered to help Cinderpelt collect herbs while Leafpool was away, but Leafpool had never imagined she would start doing any of the other medicine cat tasks.
Brightheart looked up. “Oh, Leafpool, you’re back.”
Before Leafpool could reply, Cinderpelt emerged from her den with a mouthful of borage leaves. “Here you are, Brightheart,” she mewed, setting them down. “This should help Mousefur’s fever.”
Brightheart sprang to her paws. “Thanks. I’ll take them to her right away.” Grabbing them in her jaws, she hurried across the camp to the elders’ den.
Leafpool struggled with a pang32 of envy as sharp as a thorn. It looked like she wasn’t needed anymore! Then she told herself to stop overreacting. She should have been grateful that Brightheart had made it possible for her to help RiverClan.
A warm tongue rasped across her ear. “Welcome back,” Cinderpelt meowed. “Tell me all about what happened.”
As Leafpool sat down, tail wrapped neatly33 over her paws, she tried to put Brightheart out of her mind. Helping34 with one thorn and a few herbs didn’t make a medicine cat.
I’m home now, and everything will soon be back to normal
When she had finished reporting to Cinderpelt, she padded off to the fresh-kill pile for something to eat; her belly was yowling, because she hadn’t had so much as a sniff18 of food since she left RiverClan. She was about to sink her teeth into a plump vole when Squirrelflight and Ashfur appeared, their jaws full of fresh-kill.
“Hi,” Squirrelflight meowed, dropping her load on the pile. “It’s great to see you again. You’ll never guess what happened while you were away!”
“What?” Squirrelflight’s eyes were gleaming with satisfaction, so it couldn’t be anything bad.
Ashfur brushed his nose against Squirrelflight’s fur. “You tell Leafpool all about it,” he mewed. “I’ll go back and collect that last squirrel you caught.”
While she listened with half an ear to Squirrelflight telling her about the kittypets in ShadowClan territory, another pang of envy sank its claws into Leafpool. Her sister and Ashfur were getting along so well together, working as a team, sleeping side by side in the warriors’ den. Why couldn’t she share anything like that with Crowfeather? Because you’re a medicine cat, she reminded herself. She had no right to be in love, even if Crowfeather had been a ThunderClan cat. There was no hope that they could be together.
“Are you okay?” Squirrelflight broke off what she was saying to look at Leafpool with concern. “Everything’s all right in RiverClan, isn’t it?”
“Yes, everything’s fine now.” Leafpool longed to pour out her problems to her sister, but she couldn’t take any cat into her confidence. Instead, she forced herself to sit and eat her vole, and make all the right admiring comments about the raid on the kittypets.
Oh StarClan, she sighed, why does your way have to be so difficult?
Leafpool was still feeling confused as the sun went down, but when she curled up in her nest outside Cinderpelt’s den, she fell asleep almost at once. She found herself padding through deep woods, the kind of place where she had often walked with warriors of StarClan.
“Spottedleaf?” she called. She was desperate to speak with her, to make sure her warrior ancestors weren’t punishing her for thinking about Crowfeather. “Are you there?”
But there was no trace of the medicine cat’s sweet scent. Clumps36 of fern arched above her, and when she looked up for a glimpse of the starry37 warriors overhead, massive branches blocked her view of the sky. They shifted with a desolate38 creaking sound; the wind that stirred them probed her pelt with icy claws.
“Where are you?” Panic surged through her. “Spottedleaf, Feathertail, don’t leave me alone!”
She remembered her dream at the Moonpool, when she had been unable to work out what her warrior ancestors were saying. She knew instinctively39 that they were not here now. Perhaps she had lost them forever. She began to run, scrambling40 over gnarled roots and forcing her way through thorn thickets41.
At last Leafpool spotted a faint light through the trees. She veered42 toward it until she halted, gasping43 for breath, at the edge of a clearing. Light filtered down, but it seemed gray and sickly, not like the silver blaze of the stars she was used to. It lay heavily on a thick covering of dead leaves and clumps of fungus45 that glowed with a light of their own.
In the center of the clearing a gray rock pushed up at an angle out of the leaf-mold. A massive tabby tom crouched46 there, his paws tucked under him and his gaze fixed47 intently on two cats who sat at the base of the rock, their faces turned toward him.
Leafpool let out a gasp44, so loud she was sure the three cats must have heard her, and shrank back fearfully against the nearest tree trunk. She recognized the two cats on the ground instantly: one was her Clanmate Brambleclaw, the other his half brother, Hawkfrost. And that meant she could put a name to the huge tabby on the rock, who looked so much like both of them.
He must be their father, Tigerstar!
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