CHAPTER 22
The quarter moon had passed. Gray clouds hung heavy over the forest.
Jaypaw shivered, his pelt1 damp from the rain. “I’m going to my nest,” he mewed, nodding good night to Hollypaw and Lionpaw as they finished their evening meal beside the halfrock.
Hollypaw looked up. “Already?”
“I’m tired.”
“You want to get out of the rain, more like,” Lionpaw joked
Jaypaw growled2. It wasn’t the dampness that made him want to leave; Lionpaw had been going on about the battle against the dogs for days, and Jaypaw didn’t want to hear it all again tonight. He already guessed that Lionpaw had taken off his cobweb dressings3 early so he’d have some scars to show his Clanmates.
Jaypaw thrust his way crossly through the bramble entrance to the medicine den5. The only scars he’d ever get to show his Clanmates would be from falling down rabbit holes. Why couldn’t he do something realto help his Clan4, like Lionpaw? He had patched up his Clanmates after they’d driven the dogs away, but that wasn’t the same as fighting on behalf of his Clan.
“It sounds like it’s still raining,” Leafpool commented as he padded into the den.
“It’s not as heavy now,” Jaypaw told her.
“Well, at least there may be new herbs to gather by full moon,” she mewed hopefully.
Jaypaw wasn’t so sure. The air had been tinged7 all day with the raw scents9 of the mountains; he had a feeling that ice would claw the forest once more before newleaf brought fresh life. “Perhaps we should look for the first leaves tomorrow,” he suggested as he curled into his nest. Before frost has a chance to destroy them.
“Perhaps,” Leafpool murmured, already half-asleep. “But let’s not gather them too early, before they’ve had time to grow.”
Jaypaw wanted to argue, to point out the change in the wind. But since Firestar had dismissed his warning about the dogs, he had burned with resentment10. What’s the point in warning them if they only ignore my advice?
Jaypaw did not dream, and when he lifted his nose from his nest at dawn, the sharp tang of ice in the air stung his nose. He knew without doubt that a heavy frost lay thick over the forest. He stretched and realized that Leafpool was already awake, raking through her herb supply.
“Are we running low?” Jaypaw padded sleepily to her side. He could tell that some scents were missing from the pungent12 mixture of smells.
“This is the worst time of year.” Leafpool sighed. “There are precious few fresh herbs, and the Clan is at its weakest after a long leaf-bare.”
“It’ll have all bolted back into its burrows15 now,” Leafpool warned. “Some of the warriors17 will go to their nests hungry tonight.”
The frozen brambles at the entrance to the den crackled, and Jaypaw scented18 Longtail pushing his way through.
His anxiety turned to irritation19. No wonder supplies were running low. He had been doing nothing but padding back and forth20 to the elders’ den with herbs for Mousefur. The elderly warrior16 claimed she was fine, but Longtail kept worrying over her like a fretful queen fussing over her kit21.
Of course she’s wheezing,Jaypaw thought irritably23. She’s older than the Sky Oak, and it’s freezing!
He turned to the pale tabby elder. “We’ve tried just about every herb already.”
“Let’s try juniper berries this time,” Leafpool suggested.
Or a pawful of poppy seeds, Jaypaw muttered to himself. She might sleep long enough to give me a break.
“Here.” Leafpool rolled a pawful of small berries toward Jaypaw. “Take these to her.” Their aromatic24 flavor filled hisnose. He bent25 and picked them up carefully between his jaws26. Then he turned and followed Longtail back to the elders’ den
The twining honeysuckle was stripped of its greenleaf foliage27, and drafts whipped around the den like swirling28 water.
“Jaypaw,” Mousefur greeted him. “You’re not back again!” Her voice seemed to scour29 her throat like dried thistles. “You should be with cats your own age instead of spending every waking moment in here.”
“He’s here so often only because he’s worried about you,” Longtail meowed.
“Because you’reworried about me,” Mousefur corrected. “You really shouldn’t fuss so much. A cat my age is bound to feel the cold more easily.”
“But your eyes and nose are streaming,” Longtail pointed out.
“I can get Brambleclaw to organize some warriors to pad your den walls, if you like,” Jaypaw suggested.
“That would be kind,” Mousefur admitted. “The chill does seem to have reached right to my bones this morning.”
Jaypaw nosed the berries toward her. He could tell she was shivering, and yet heat flooded from her. It seemed strange, but he had been to check on her so many times, he still thought Longtail was fussing over nothing.
“I’ll speak to Brambleclaw,” he promised. Perhaps if he got their den fixed33, the two elders could manage without him for a while.
He turned and padded out of the den, lifting his nose to scent8 for Brambleclaw. As he scanned the camp, he stopped dead. A tiny prick34 of doubt, which had been smothered35 by irritation with the two elders, broke through. Mousefur had accepted his help too easily. And her breathing was irregular.
He swung his muzzle36 back toward the den. The pungent juniper berries had masked another smell—the smell of illness.
Mousefur really was sick.
He pelted37 toward the medicine den, his paws skimming over the icy ground. Crashing through the patch of brambles, he skidded38 to a halt.
“Mousefur has greencough!”
“Are you sure?”
Jaypaw listed the symptoms. “Irregular breathing, streaming eyes and nose, wheezing, fever . . .” Fever!That explained the heat he had felt coming off her in waves.
“We need catmint,” Leafpool meowed, rushing out of the medicine den.
Jaypaw knew that catmint was one of the missing scents when Leafpool had raked through the herbs earlier. He followed his mentor40 out and paced anxiously as she called to Cloudtail.
“You must fetch catmint,” Leafpool explained as the warrior came racing41 to the medicine cat’s side. “At once!”
Surprise sparked from the warrior. “Catmint? Why?”
Leafpool’s pelt ruffled42 with uncertainty43. She obviously didn’t want to spread panic through the Clan. She lowered her voice. “Mousefur is ill.”
Cloudtail kneaded the ground anxiously. “Where do I get it from?”
“By the old Twoleg nest,” Leafpool told him.
“I know what it smells like,” Jaypaw mewed. “I’ll be able to find it.”
He sensed Cloudtail’s doubt at once. “Medicine cats can run, you know! And I’ll be able to spot it quicker than you.”
“He’s right,” Leafpool agreed.
“Okay,” Cloudtail mewed. “We’ll take Cinderpaw with us. She can help carry it back.” He called across the clearing to his apprentice44. She was sharing tongues with Poppypaw, but at Cloudtail’s call, her small steps came pattering toward them over the frosty ground.
“What is it?” she mewed.
“We have to find catmint,” Jaypaw told her. “Mousefur is ill.”
“Come on,” Cloudtail ordered. “There’s no time to waste.” He raced toward the thorn barrier, and Jaypaw hurried after him. Once out of the camp they headed straight for the disused Thunderpath.
Jaypaw could feel Cloudtail’s eyes flashing back at him as the warrior checked that their blind companion was keeping up. But Jaypaw’s paws were swift with fear, and he easily kept pace with Cinderpaw. He could feel her warm pelt rippling46 beside his, and matched her step for step.
He couldn’t stop thinking about Mousefur. Why hadn’t he realized that she was so unwell? Longtail had been trying to tell him for days. Guilt48 gnawed49 at his belly50. Once they had the catmint he would feed it to her himself until she was fully6 recovered. The sharp little stones on the abandoned Thunderpath grazed Jaypaw’s pads, but he quickened his pace, pulling ahead of Cinderpaw.
Cloudtail halted by the crumbling51 stone wall around the nest. Jaypaw felt a twinge of nerves. Although he knew the place was empty, it felt dangerous to be going onto Twoleg territory
Cloudtail jumped up onto the wall first.
“It’s not high,” Cinderpaw mewed.
Jaypaw reached up with his forepaws, and Cloudtail flicked52 his tail down to give him some sense of how far to jump. He sprang, and as he scrabbled to get a grip, Cloudtail grabbed him by his scruff and swung him over the wall into the long, frost-stiffened grass on the other side.
As soon as he landed, Jaypaw sniffed53 the air, searching for the catmint. He found a trace of it and began picking his way through the grass.
“Wait for me!” Cinderpaw called, jumping down after him. She hurried to catch up. “Cloudtail’s keeping guard on the wall,” she panted.
“It’s over there,” he told her.
Cinderpaw sped ahead, and Jaypaw could hear her rooting about in the vegetation along the wall. “There’s nothing here but dead leaves!” she called back to him. “The frost has killed it all.”
Jaypaw’s belly heaved, and the ground seemed to drop away from beneath his paws. There had to be catmint here! “Let me look!” he mewed.
He rushed over to Cinderpaw and sniffed at the plants around her paws. He could smell catmint, but it was sour, scorched54 by the frost.
“It’s all black.” Cinderpaw sighed.
Jaypaw touched it with the tip of his tongue. The leaves felt pulpy55 and wet. But a delicious flavor seeped56 from deeper within the plant. He dug down, fearful of damaging roots that might yet recover but desperate to find something that would help Mousefur. Around the base, just beneath the soil, he smelled fresh leaves. Feeling carefully with the tips of his paws, he touched the soft furriness57 of new growth. Not much, but it was better than nothing. He scraped away the earth and delicately nipped off the new stalks with his teeth. Then, holding them gently on his tongue, trying not to absorb any of the precious flavor, he nodded to Cinderpaw.
“Will that be enough?” she asked.
She seemed to understand, for she turned away and began to hurry back to where Cloudtail waited on the wall. Together they scrambled59 over and set off back to the camp.
“This is all that was left undamaged,” he explained to Leafpool as he dropped the mouthful of stalks on the floor of the medicine den. He could feel disappointment turning her paws to stone.
“It’s better than nothing,” she meowed. She picked up the stalks with her teeth and hurried out of the den.
Jaypaw followed her. Would Mousefur be worse?
The old she-cat’s labored60 breathing echoed around the honeysuckle bush. The air smelled bitter, and it prickled with Longtail’s anxiety.
“Is that catmint?” he asked hopefully.
Leafpool dropped it beside Mousefur. “Yes.”
“There’s not much,” Longtail observed.
“It’ll have to do,” Leafpool told him. “Frost has damaged the rest.” She crouched61 down and whispered to Mousefur, “I want you to chew this and swallow as much as you can.”
Mousefur groaned62. Jaypaw slid around beside the old she-cat and pressed his cheek to her flank. She was burning with fever and trembling. Then she coughed and he heard her breath bubbling beneath his ear. He jerked up his head and stared desperately64 at Leafpool.
“She may be old, but she’s strong,” the medicine cat reassured65 him. Then she urged Mousefur, “Come on, eat a little.”
The old cat took a few stalks in her mouth and began to chew. Jaypaw felt her pain like thorns in his pelt as she swallowed. She must have seen him flinch66, for she lifted her muzzle toward him so that her sour breath ruffled his fur. “What a fuss you’re making over me,” she rasped. “Anyone would think I was about to join StarClan.” She forced a purr, and Jaypaw felt the pain of it shake her body. “I don’t think they’re ready for me yet. And besides, if I go, who will make sure Longtail remembers to check his pelt for fleas67?”
“You’ll be better in no time,” Jaypaw told her, willing it to be true.
Paw steps padded quickly outside the den, and the honeysuckle rustled68. Jaypaw smelled Daisy’s scent at the entrance.
“Leafpool?” The kittypet sounded worried.
Leafpool lifted her head. “Yes?”
“Ferncloud is unwell.”
Alarm shot through Jaypaw.
“What’s wrong?” Leafpool asked.
“She’s wheezing, and her eyes and nose are streaming.”
Mousefur let out an agonized69 groan63. “I went to the nursery yesterday to see the kits70,” she croaked.
“Foxkit and Icekit seem fine,” Daisy mewed at once.
“I’ll come and check on Ferncloud,” Leafpool meowed.
“Shall I stay with Mousefur?” Jaypaw offered.
“No.” Mousefur began to cough. “Check on the kits!” She pushed the rest of the catmint away from her. “Don’t waste your time fussing over an old warrior like me.”
“You must take these herbs,” Leafpool insisted, pawing them back under Mousefur’s nose. “You’re not as strong as Ferncloud.”
“Check on the kits first,” Mousefur answered stubbornly.
“Okay, I will.” Leafpool slipped out of the elders’ den.
Jaypaw followed her as she raced across the clearing. He squeezed into the nursery behind her. The familiar smell of his old home was tainted71 by the smell of sickness. Ferncloud was struggling for breath, and even without touching72 her, Jaypaw could feel the heat pulsing from her body.
“It’s definitely greencough,” Leafpool announced. “But the kits are not infected.”
“We should get Ferncloud away from them,” Jaypaw suggested.
“I can look after them instead.” Daisy had followed them into the nursery. “They’re close enough to weaning now.”
“Thank you,” Leafpool meowed, nudging Ferncloud to her paws
Grief flashed from Ferncloud as Foxkit and Icekit began mewling. “I’ll be back soon,” she promised weakly.
Daisy’s fur brushed their tiny pelts73 as she curled around them. “We’ll have fun with all this space to ourselves,” she told them. “Ferncloud will just be across the clearing. She’s not leaving the camp.”
“Because we don’t want you getting sick too,” Daisy explained.
“Be good,” Ferncloud mewed, her breath coming in gasps75 as Leafpool began to guide her from the den.
“Don’t worry, we’ll be fine,” Icekit called.
Jaypaw could sense the anxiety behind Icekit’s brave words. He flicked his tail over her back. “I’ll ask Hollypaw to come and teach you all the new fighting moves she’s been learning,” he offered.
“Fetch Mousefur,” Leafpool called to him from outside. “We’ll settle both cats in the medicine den, where we can keep an eye on them.”
Jaypaw’s heart began pounding again as he scrabbled out of the nursery. He had wanted a chance to protect his Clanmates, but a warrior could do it with teeth and claws, while all he had to offer was a pawful of pulpy roots. How could this be his destiny?
Dawn brought another victim. Jaypaw was woken by Whitewing as she limped into the medicine den, tail down and wheezing. He had learned the deadly scent of greencough by now and sprang from his nest. But Leafpool was already beside the white warrior, listening to her breathing.
“Make a nest for her beside Ferncloud and Mousefur,” she ordered Jaypaw.
He hurried to fetch some of the spare moss77 they kept at the side of the den. At least they had plenty of that, he thought bitterly. He quickly shaped a nest beside Mousefur, who was sleeping at last, her breathing short and irregular. And Ferncloud seemed to be comfortable, though her fever was rising as she battled the illness.
Jaypaw sensed terror in her voice. What did she expect him to do? Grow some?
“Check all the other warriors and apprentices80,” Leafpool ordered more loudly.
He nodded, then turned and headed out of the den. Why hadn’t StarClan warned them this was going to happen? Instead of lecturing him, Spottedleaf or Yellowfang could have told him that greencough was coming. He could have gathered catmint before the frost had come.
Dustpelt was pacing outside the nursery. Jaypaw recognized the warrior’s heavy paw steps on the frozen earth and sensed the turmoil81 of fear that gripped his thoughts.
“How’s Ferncloud?” he demanded as soon as he saw Jaypaw.
“No worse,” Jaypaw assured him.
“Should I visit her?”
“It’s probably better if you stay away,” Jaypaw advised. “We want to stop the illness from spreading.”
Daisy wriggled82 out of the nursery. “Your kits are fine,” she told Dustpelt. “But if you keep hanging around here you’re going to worry them.” Jaypaw had never heard her sound so stern. “You should be out in the forest hunting; that’s the best way you can help them.”
Jaypaw felt surprise flash from Dustpelt.
“I want to know if Ferncloud gets worse,” the warrior meowed. Then he padded toward the barrier of thorns and headed out into the forest.
As Jaypaw turned toward the apprentices’ den, the dawn patrol pounded into the clearing, led by Graystripe. Hollypaw was among them, her scent laced with the fresh smells of the forest.
“How are the sick cats?” she called to Jaypaw.
“Sleeping,” Jaypaw mewed back. “How’s the prey running?” Perhaps if the rest of the Clan could fill their bellies83, they might be able to resist the sickness.
“There’s hardly anything aboveground,” Hollypaw reported. “Even the squirrels are staying in their dens84.”
Jaypaw closed his eyes. Where are you, StarClan?I’ve hardly had a dream without you sticking your whiskers in! Why don’t you help me now?But he heard nothing except Leafpool’s voice as she padded to his side.
“Check the apprentices, Jaypaw,” she reminded him grimly. “StarClan is watching us already. But there are some battles we have to fight alone.”

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