CHAPTER 11
The full moon floated high inthe sky as Brambleclaw leaped off the end of the tree-bridge and onto the island. The mingled1 scents3 of many cats surrounded him, and he realized that the ThunderClan warriors6 were the last to arrive at the Gathering7. Firestar was already racing8 away from the shore, signaling with his tail for his warriors to follow.
Brambleclaw bounded after him, along with Squirrelflight and Dustpelt and the other ThunderClan cats. Flattening10 himself to the ground, he thrust his way through the thick barrier of bushes and into the moonlit clearing dappled by the spreading branches of the Great Oak.
The tree was in full leaf now; Brambleclaw spotted11 patches of white fur where Blackstar crouched12 half hidden on a branch, and the gleam of bright eyes where Leopardstar gazed down on the cats below. Firestar padded up to the roots and nodded to Onestar, before the two remaining leaders clawed their way up the trunk and took their places in the branches.
Almost as soon as he set paw in the clearing, Brambleclaw was aware of a strange tension around him. Cats from other Clans13 were staring at the ThunderClan warriors as if they were judging them with new eyes; he caught a few murmurs15, commenting on the wounds that were still visible on their pelts16.
Brambleclaw looked around, hoping to see Stormfur and Brook17. He spotted Mistyfoot, the RiverClan deputy, and skirted a group of excited apprentices19 to sit beside her. “Hi, there,” he meowed. “How’s the prey20 running in RiverClan?”
Brambleclaw nodded, not really wanting to discuss the attack. “How are Stormfur and Brook? Are they here tonight?”
Mistyfoot shook her head. “Leopardstar didn’t choose them to come, but they’re both okay. It’s good to see Stormfur again.” Her blue eyes shone; Brambleclaw knew that her brother, Stonefur, had mentored24 Stormfur, while Mistyfoot had been his sister Feathertail’s mentor23. “I’m sorry he’s only staying for a short time,” she added.
Brambleclaw was surprised. Stormfur and Brook had spoken as if they meant to stay in RiverClan for good. They had clearly said something different to the RiverClan cats. Perhaps their welcome hadn’t been as warm as Stormfur expected; the fact that they hadn’t been chosen to come to the Gathering suggested that too.
“Are they leaving soon?” he asked.
“I don’t know exactly when,” Mistyfoot mewed. “But I’m sure they’ll want to go back to the Tribe eventually, won’t they?”
She dipped her head to Brambleclaw and walked away to take her place on the roots of the tree beside Russetfur and Ashfoot, the ShadowClan and WindClan deputies. Brambleclaw’s belly26 tightened27 as he looked at the space beside them, yet another reminder28 that ThunderClan had no deputy to stand with the others.
“Hi.”
Brambleclaw jumped. With his eyes fixed29 hungrily on the three deputies, he hadn’t noticed his sister, Tawnypelt, pad over to sit beside him.
“Hi,” he mewed. “How are you?”
“I’m fine—but what about you?” The tortoiseshell she-cat sounded sympathetic. “I was really sorry to hear about the trouble you had with badgers.”
“I’m perfectly30 okay, and so is the rest of the Clan4.” Brambleclaw spoke25 sharply; although Tawnypelt was his sister, she was a ShadowClan warrior5 too, and he wanted to make it quite clear that ThunderClan was strong. “We’d be even better if Leafpool hadn’t been so quick to tell her medicine cat friends about how much trouble we’re in.”
Tawnypelt looked puzzled. “Leafpool?”
“She told Littlecloud when they met at the Moonpool.”
“But ShadowClan didn’t hear the news from him,” Tawnypelt meowed. “He never even mentioned it.”
“Where did you hear it, then?”
“Hawkfrost told Russetfur and Cedarheart when they saw each other patrolling the RiverClan border,” Tawnypelt explained.
Brambleclaw stared at her in surprise. How had Hawkfrost known about the badger21 attack, when Mothwing hadn’t been at the Moonpool meeting to hear Leafpool’s news? Then icy claws gripped him: hehad told Hawkfrost himself, in the dark forest with Tigerstar. Guilt31 swept over him. What was worse, he couldn’t even apologize to Leafpool for accusing her, because then he’d have to explain what had really happened.
“Hawkfrost said he was just worried,” Tawnypelt went on. “He wanted to know if our warriors had seen any ThunderClan cats and if you were badly wounded. He knew the badgers must have done serious damage.”
Brambleclaw nodded distractedly. He needed to think this out. Were Hawkfrost’s questions really prompted by concern, or could he have some other motive32 for passing on the news to ShadowClan? He must have known how Blackstar would react. He spotted Hawkfrost sitting with a group of RiverClan warriors, but before he could say good-bye to Tawnypelt and make his way over to him, Firestar yowled from the tree to start the meeting.
Silence spread through the clearing and all the cats turned to face the Great Oak, their eyes glimmering33 in the moonlight.
“Leopardstar, will you speak first?” Firestar offered.
The RiverClan leader rose to her paws, her dappled fur still half hidden by the leaves. “RiverClan has had an outbreak of greencough,” she began. “Our elder Heavystep died, but thank StarClan no other cats were infected.”
A murmur14 of sympathy spread throughout the clearing. Brambleclaw spotted Leafpool sitting beside Squirrelflight, and wondered why the young medicine cat looked so stricken. Surely she had no particular reason to grieve for a RiverClan elder?
“I have better news too,” Leopardstar continued when the comments had died away. “Our medicine cat, Mothwing, has taken Willowpaw as an apprentice18.”
The golden tabby was sitting not far from the tree roots; Brambleclaw guessed that the small gray cat beside her must be the new apprentice. Willowpaw’s green eyes shone with excitement, and she dipped her head awkwardly as her Clan called out, “Willowpaw! Willowpaw!”
Leopardstar had stepped back, gesturing with her tail for Onestar to speak next, when Hawkfrost rose to his paws at the foot of the tree. “One moment,” he meowed. “Mothwing has some important news.”
Leopardstar’s eyes narrowed. Brambleclaw could see she hadn’t expected this. Then she nodded. “Very well. Mothwing?”
The RiverClan medicine cat rose slowly to her paws. Brambleclaw thought she looked startled, as if she hadn’t expected to speak. Curiosity clawed at him. What was Hawkfrost up to now?
“Mothwing?” Leopardstar prompted, when the medicine cat said nothing.
“Oh, yes . . . the sign.” Mothwing sounded confused. “I—I had a dream.”
“What’s biting her?” Tawnypelt muttered into Brambleclaw’s ear. “She’s a medicine cat, isn’t she? She must have had loads of dreams before.”
“Then tell us what the dream was,” Leopardstar mewed frostily. “And explain why you decided35 to announce it at a Gathering instead of informing your Clan leader first.”
“I didn’t,” Mothwing muttered, sounding more like a mutinous36 apprentice than a medicine cat. “That was Hawkfrost’s idea.”
“I think you’ll understand when you hear the dream,” Hawkfrost put in. “Go on, Mothwing.”
“I—I’m not sure this is the right time to say anything,” she stammered37. “I may have been mistaken.”
“Mistaken about what StarClan has told you?” Hawkfrost sounded shocked. “But you’re our medicine cat. Only you can interpret the signs our warrior ancestors send to us.”
“Yes, go on.” Leopardstar sounded interested now. “Let’s hear what StarClan told you.”
Mothwing shot one more resentful look at her brother before she began to speak. Brambleclaw couldn’t understand why she was so reluctant. He noticed Leafpool sitting as if she was carved from stone, staring at Mothwing with dismay in her eyes. Did she know what Mothwing was going to say? He wondered if the medicine cats had received a message from StarClan about something truly dreadful, something they didn’t want to share with the rest of the Clans yet.
“I had a dream,” Mothwing began, her voice so low that some cat yowled, “Speak up!”
She raised her head and began to speak more clearly, though Brambleclaw could still see unwillingness38 in every hair on her pelt9.
“I dreamed I was fishing in the stream,” she meowed, “and I saw two pebbles39 that didn’t belong there. They were a different color and shape from all the rest. They made the stream ripple40 and splash so it couldn’t flow properly. Then the stream began flowing faster and faster, and—and the current carried the two pebbles away until I couldn’t see them anymore. The stream looked just the same as always. . . .” Her voice trailed off and she stared down at her paws.
All around her cats looked puzzled, turning to one another and whispering questions. Brambleclaw couldn’t understand why Leafpool looked so upset. He didn’t see what was so terrible about the medicine cat’s dream. It certainly didn’t seem to apply to all four Clans.
“Well?” Leopardstar demanded, when Mothwing’s silence had dragged on for several heartbeats. “What does the dream mean? What are StarClan trying to tell us?”
Before Mothwing could reply, Hawkfrost took a pace forward. “The meaning seems clear to me,” he meowed. “Obviously there are two things in RiverClan that don’t belong. Two things that don’t fit in with the other cats. Like the stones, they need to be swept away so the stream can flow as it’s meant to.”
Urgent whispering broke out again, especially among the cats from RiverClan. All of them looked worried. The young warrior Voletooth spoke louder than the rest. “Does it mean Stormfur and Brook? Are they the two pebbles we have to get rid of?”
Beside him, Tawnypelt dug her claws hard into the ground. She had made the journey to the sun-drown-place with the other cats; Stormfur was her friend, too. “If any cat lays a paw on him, I’ll—”
“Keep out of this,” Hawkfrost snapped at her. “It’s RiverClan business. It sounds to me as if StarClan would be angry if we allowed Stormfur and Brook to stay.”
“That’s ridiculous!” Mistyfoot sprang up from her place on the oak root. “Stormfur is a RiverClan cat!”
“Stop!” Mothwing begged. “Hawkfrost, I told you I don’t know—not exactly—what my dream meant. Please . . .” Her voice quavered. “Please don’t read a meaning into it that might not be there. I’ll wait for another sign from StarClan . . . next time it might be clearer.”
Hawkfrost glared at her through narrowed blue eyes that gleamed like chips of ice. Above them on her branch, Leopardstar looked embarrassed and furious at the same time. Brambleclaw would bet a moon of dawn patrols that she would have stern words for Mothwing about showing such uncertainty42 in front of the whole Gathering.
“Yes,” Leopardstar meowed tersely43, “we won’t do anything until you know more. And next time, Mothwing, make sure you come to me first.”
Mothwing bowed her head and sat down again. Leopardstar said nothing more, just beckoned44 Onestar forward with her tail.
The WindClan leader rose from where he was sitting in the fork of a branch. “WindClan has little to report,” he meowed. “Everything is peaceful, and we have plenty of prey.” He sat down again, motioning to Firestar to speak next.
Brambleclaw felt a knot of tension in his belly as his Clan leader stepped forward. What would Firestar say about ShadowClan’s attempt to steal part of their territory? And how could Blackstar justify45 his warriors’ actions?
Firestar began by telling the story of the badgers’ invasion, thanking Onestar for bringing the WindClan warriors to help. “Without you, many more cats would have died,” he meowed.
Onestar waved his tail. “It was no more than we owed you.”
“It grieves me to report the death of Sootfur,” Firestar went on, “and the death of our medicine cat, Cinderpelt. Their Clan honors them.”
Most cats seemed to know already that Cinderpelt was dead; murmurs of grief rippled46 through the clearing like wind through grass. She would be greatly missed, for every cat respected and admired her.
“Leafpool is now ThunderClan’s medicine cat,” Firestar continued. “She has done an excellent job in caring for our injured warriors, and they are all recovering. We have rebuilt our dens47 and the entrance barrier to our camp. The badgers have not weakened ThunderClan in any way.”
He paused for a moment, letting his words sink in, then turned to where Blackstar was sitting among the thickly clustering oak leaves. His voice hardened. “Not long after the badgers attacked us, my warriors found a ShadowClan patrol setting scent2 markers well inside our territory. Have you anything to say about that, Blackstar?”
Brambleclaw couldn’t help glancing at his sister.
“Don’t blame me,” she hissed48 under her breath. “I told Russetfur she was a stupid furball even to think of invading ThunderClan, but would she listen?”
Brambleclaw rested the tip of his tail lightly on her shoulder. “It’s okay,” he murmured. “Every cat knows you’rean honorable warrior.”
Blackstar rose, his huge black paws balancing confidently on the narrow branch. Firestar’s accusation49 didn’t seem to bother him. “Since the weather has grown warmer,” he began, “Twolegs have brought their boats and water-monsters onto the lake at the edge of our territory. Their kits50 play in our woods and frighten the prey. Their monsters use the small Thunderpath and leave their reek52 in the air.”
“That’s true,” Leopardstar put in. “They’re in RiverClan territory too, leaving their rubbish everywhere. I’ve even spotted them here, on this island.”
“They lit a fire,” Mistyfoot added.
Brambleclaw’s fur stood on end, making him shiver. He could just remember the terrible fire that had swept through the old ThunderClan camp when he was a kit51. It wasn’t hard to imagine hungry scarlet53 flames devouring54 the whole of the island, turning the Great Oak to a heap of brittle55, charred56 sticks. What if the Twolegs built fires on the lakeshore, too? ThunderClan had been safe so far, for no Twolegs had been seen on their side of the lake, but how long would that go on?
“What’s that got to do with stealing our territory?” Squirrelflight called out.
“When we set the boundaries of our territories, back in leaf-bare,” Blackstar went on, “no cat knew what effect Twolegs would have on us. We never expected to see so many of them. ShadowClan is finding it harder to catch enough prey—”
“And so is RiverClan,” Leopardstar mewed.
Blackstar dipped his head to her. “So it seems to me the only solution is to rearrange the boundaries. ThunderClan and WindClan should give up some of their territory to ShadowClan and RiverClan.”
As ThunderClan and WindClan broke out into yowls of protest, Onestar leaped to his paws, his neck fur bristling57. “Never!”
Firestar waved his tail for silence, but it was some time before the clamor in the clearing died down. Brambleclaw spotted Cloudtail on his paws, hissing58 defiance59 at Blackstar, while Dustpelt lashed60 his tail and Squirrelflight let out an outraged61 caterwaul. Crowfeather of WindClan stood with his neck fur bristling, his claws digging into the ground; beside him, Webfoot was yowling furiously at Blackstar. Brambleclaw felt hot fury run through his body from ears to tail-tip, but he forced himself to keep silent and wait to hear how his Clan leader would reply.
“We can’t agree to that, Blackstar,” Firestar meowed as soon as he could make himself heard. “As the boundaries stand now, each Clan has the sort of territory they’re used to. You can’t expect RiverClan cats to hunt on bare hillside like WindClan.”
“We can learn,” Hawkfrost insisted. “So much has changed since we came here, surely we can manage new hunting techniques?”
“I’d like to see you try,” Crowfeather shot back at him. “It’s not as easy as it looks. I know WindClan would find it difficult to hunt in thick woodland like ThunderClan.”
“That’s enough,” Onestar hissed, glaring down at Webfoot.
Webfoot shot Crowfeather a resentful look, as though it were the dark warrior’s fault that he had received a public rebuke63 from his leader. Brambleclaw realized that some of Crowfeather’s Clanmates hadn’t forgiven him for being ready to abandon his Clan for the sake of the ThunderClan medicine cat.
“No cat wants trouble among the Clans,” Hawkfrost meowed, gazing up at the four leaders. “But ThunderClan and WindClan must be reasonable. What if it was your territory that was being invaded by Twolegs?”
While he spoke, Tawnypelt leaned close to Brambleclaw with a small snort of contempt. “I met Hawkfrost on the border once when I was patrolling with Blackstar and Oakfur,” she told her brother. “He was soconcerned about the Twolegs, saying what a pity it was that the boundaries couldn’t be changed. I shouldn’t wonder if that was what put the idea into Blackstar’s head in the first place.”
Brambleclaw stared at her. Surely that couldn’t be true? Hawkfrost would never encourage ShadowClan to attack ThunderClan. What he said could only have been a warrior’s natural anxiety that his Clan would have enough prey. And Blackstar certainly didn’t need any encouragement to attack another Clan.
“Hawkfrost isn’t like that,” he protested, only to meet a glint of disbelief in Tawnypelt’s green eyes.
“Really? And I suppose you’re going to tell me that birds don’t nest in trees,” she responded dryly.
Disturbed, Brambleclaw turned away. He had missed Firestar’s response, and now Hawkfrost was speaking again, looking up challengingly at the ThunderClan leader.
“Firestar, are you sure you’re not being too stubborn about the Clan boundaries? I’ve often heard you say that StarClan decreed there should be four Clans in the forest. How can that be, if two of them starve?”
He glanced across at Brambleclaw as if he expected his half brother to support him. Brambleclaw met his gaze, then looked away. Hawkfrost’s argument sounded persuasive64, but Brambleclaw couldn’t believe that ShadowClan and RiverClan were in danger of starving, not in greenleaf when prey was plentiful65. At most, they should wait a season or two before they discussed changing the boundaries, to discover exactly what changes the Twoleg invasion made to the territory around the lake.
“You don’t look like you’re starving to me, Hawkfrost,” Firestar meowed.
“RiverClan needs more territory!” Hawkfrost hissed. “If you don’t give it to us, we’ll take it anyway.”
“Hawkfrost, you don’t speak for RiverClan!” Mistyfoot snapped at him.
At the same moment Tornear of WindClan leaped to his paws. “Just try it, if you want a shredded66 pelt!”
Hawkfrost whirled on him, unsheathing his claws, and his Clanmate Blackclaw shouldered his way through the crowd to join him, his neck fur bristling and his tail fluffed up to twice its size. Three or four WindClan warriors, Crowfeather among them, jumped up to support Tornear.
“Stop!” Mistyfoot ordered, leaping from the root where she sat. “This is a Gathering! Have you forgotten that?”
One or two cats, including Crowfeather, stepped back, but most ignored the RiverClan deputy’s order. Brambleclaw spotted Cedarheart and Rowanclaw from ShadowClan on their paws as well, claws extended. Dustpelt and Thornclaw faced them, spitting defiance. As Brambleclaw stared in horror, the ShadowClan cats leaped at his Clanmates; all four rolled on the ground in a shrieking67 bundle of fur.
He hurled69 himself forward, trying to thrust his way between the battling cats, aware that all around him more fights were breaking out. Fastening his teeth into Cedarheart’s shoulder, he tried to haul him off Dustpelt, but another cat landed on his back and knocked him off his paws. As Brambleclaw went down in a sea of fighting warriors, he heard Firestar’s voice raised in a furious yowl.
“Stop! This is not the will of StarClan!”
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