CHAPTER 23
“Dawn’s coming,” Leafpool whispered to Jaypaw. “You should get some rest.”
Jaypaw shook his head. “Not while we have so many sick cats to look after.”
He sniffed1 Poppypaw. The apprentice2 had developed a fever during the night and come to the medicine den3. She lay now in a nest beside Ferncloud, her eyes sticky with pus, her breathing labored4. The heat flooding from her frightened Jaypaw.
He listened, his pelt5 pricking6 with panic. The medicine den was crowded, the sound of wheezing7 and coughing jarred his ears, and the smell of sickness made his paws tremble with frustration8. He had done everything he could to help his Clanmates, but no one was any better.
“Should we move them to the elders’ den?” he suggested to Leafpool, who was massaging10 Mousefur’s flank to try to help clear her breathing. “There’s more room there.”
“Mousefur and Ferncloud are too sick to move,” Leafpool pointed11 out. “Besides, there is water here.”
The pool of fresh water that trickled12 down the rock wall and gathered in a dip made it easy to soak moss13 for the thirsty cats. Jaypaw fetched a dripping ball of it for Poppypaw. He nudged her in an attempt to make her drink, but the tortoiseshell’s eyes were half closed, and she only groaned14 and pushed him away.
“If you won’t rest, at least get some fresh air,” Leafpool urged.
Jaypaw nodded. Wearily he padded out of the den. The air outside was clean and cold after the stuffy15 stench of the den. Even though it was barely dawn, Firestar was already below Highledge with Brambleclaw. They were organizing the patrols. Ashfur and Birchfall paced restlessly around them.
“We need to keep the patrols short,” Brambleclaw meowed to the ThunderClan leader.
“But we must make sure the ShadowClan border remains16 well guarded,” Ashfur pointed out. “We don’t want them to take advantage of our weakness.”
“Lots of small patrols would be more efficient,” Birchfall suggested.
“Yes,” Firestar agreed. “I don’t want our warriors18 to wear themselves out when there’s so much sickness around. We need them fit.”
“I can do two patrols a day.” Millie’s mew rang around the frozen hollow. The gray kittypet padded out from behind the warriors’ den, Graystripe at her side.
“Are you sure?” Firestar checked.
“I was given medicine by the vet20 to stop me from getting sick,” Millie explained. “Whenever other cats fell ill in Twolegplace, I always stayed well.”
Brambleclaw looked confused. “Vet?”
“The Cutter,” Graystripe explained.
“Well, it seems the Cutter has done me a favor,” Firestar meowed. “He has given me a healthy warrior17.”
Firestar had called Millie a warrior.
Pleasure glowed from the she-cat, and Jaypaw heard Graystripe’s proud purr as his fur swished against hers.
“But,” Firestar went on, “I don’t want Graystripe to go with you.”
Graystripe’s purr died in his throat. “Why not?”
“You’re still weak from your journey,” Firestar replied. “And I can’t afford to lose you again. There are plenty of ways you can help in camp.” The ThunderClan leader’s voice was firm, and though Jaypaw felt Graystripe bristle21 with indignation, he did not challenge his old friend.
The yew22 bush quivered as Hollypaw and Lionpaw slid out of their den. Anxiously Jaypaw lifted his muzzle23 to taste their scent24. He relaxed when it was clean and healthy.
“We want to go on the first patrol,” Lionpaw mewed.
“Firestar?” Brambleclaw looked to the ThunderClan leader to decide.
Firestar swept his tail thoughtfully over the ground. “Lionpaw, you can patrol the border with Ashfur and Millie,” he meowed. “Hollypaw can hunt with Birchfall.”
“I’ll do my best,” Hollypaw promised.
Jaypaw padded over to her. “Make sure you stay away from the sick cats,” he warned. “Don’t share fresh-kill with any cat.” He glanced at Lionpaw. “And drink water as far from the camp as you can.” How would he cope if he had to watch them suffer along with his other patients? If only they had more catmint!
“We’ll join the hunt as soon as we’ve checked the border!” Ashfur called after them as they raced out of the camp.
“Don’t tire yourselves out,” Firestar warned.
A dark sense of dread28 pulsed across the clearing and swept Jaypaw like an icy wind. He jerked his head around and stared at Firestar. He’s terrified for us.
Paws hammered outside the thorn barrier. Squirrelflight and Sandstorm were returning to camp. Jaypaw smelled fresh-kill. They had been hunting.
“Is that all you could find?” Firestar’s greeting was sharp with shock.
A mouse and a sparrow. Jaypaw heard the two small bodies drop onto the empty space where the fresh-kill pile used to be.
“Shall we go out again?” Squirrelflight offered.
“Rest first,” Firestar meowed. “Birchfall and Hollypaw are hunting, too.”
His pelt swished as he wove around Sandstorm. Jaypaw sensed that her touch soothed29 some of the anxiety pounding through his body. The smell of fresh-kill made his belly30 rumble31; he hadn’t eaten since yesterday. But Icekit and Foxkit needed food more than he did.
“Shall I take the mouse to the nursery?” he called to Firestar.
“Yes, please—” Firestar’s answer was cut short by a rustling32 on the slope outside the thorn barrier. Jaypaw tensed. He smelled WindClan.
Firestar padded to the entrance and sniffed the air.
“There’s only two of them,” Jaypaw called. He did not recognize the scents33 of the two WindClan cats who were padding toward the entrance of the hollow, but he sensed their anxiety as they padded into the camp.
“Weaselfur!” Firestar sounded surprised. “What are you doing here?”
Jaypaw padded closer. The younger cat smelled of herbs.
“I’ve brought Kestrelpaw to speak with Leafpool,” Weaselfur meowed.
Kestrelpaw!Jaypaw remembered Barkface mentioning his apprentice when they had traveled to the Moonpool.
“Hi, there,” he called.
Kestrelpaw was fidgeting nervously36, kneading the ground. “Are you Jaypaw?” he asked. “I need to speak to your mentor.”
Leafpool was already out of her den and padding toward Kestrelpaw. “What is it?”
“There’s greencough in WindClan,” Kestrelpaw mewed. “Barkface was hoping you could share your catmint.”
Leafpool sighed. “We have none. The frost killed it. We have sick cats too, and there’s nothing we can do to help them.”
Squirrelflight padded to join her sister. “RiverClan has catmint,” she meowed. “They would share it with us, wouldn’t they?”
“I’ve wondered about that,” Leafpool meowed.
“Let’s go and ask them,” Kestrelpaw suggested.
“She wouldn’t let our Clanmates die if she knew how sick they were,” Squirrelflight argued.
“She might already know,” Kestrelpaw pointed out. “StarClan might have told her.”
Yeah, right,thought Jaypaw.
Leafpool shuffled39 her paws. “But what if there’s greencough in RiverClan too? She couldn’t risk giving away her supplies.”
Jaypaw didn’t understand why Leafpool was hesitating. “We’ve got to try!” he mewed. This was their chance to save the Clan.
Squirrelflight’s fur was pricking with frustration too. “The Clans40 have helped one another before when it’s been life or death.”
“I’llgo and ask RiverClan, if you’re too scared!” Jaypaw put in.
Jaypaw clawed the ground. “What would she say if she found out cats died and you never asked for help?” He felt Leafpool’s mind recoil43 with alarm—and something else, the horror of a long-buried memory. “She’d be devastated44!” he pressed.
“Very well,” Leafpool agreed. “I’ll go and ask her.”
Jaypaw knew she’d travel faster without him. “I’ll stay here and look after the sick cats,” he offered.
Leafpool leaned down and touched her muzzle to his. “Thanks, Jaypaw.”
“I’ll do my best,” he mewed briskly. Then he realized that he would be responsible for every one of his Clanmates while Leafpool was away. The thought struck him like a kick to the belly.
Leafpool entwined his tail with hers. “Rely on your instincts, Jaypaw. They are sharper than any cat’s.”
He nodded, taking a deep breath. I know all the herbs, he reminded himself. And this is a chance to prove that I canhelp my Clan.
“Brightheart will help you if necessary,” Leafpool went on. “She’s worked with me before.”
Jaypaw’s tail pricked45. Brightheart was the last cat he wanted watching him struggle to help his Clanmates. But he wasn’t going to let Leafpool know that.
“We’d better get going,” Leafpool meowed to the two WindClan cats.
Firestar padded over to block the entrance before Leafpool could head out. “I want Thornclaw and Brambleclaw to go with you,” he meowed.
“But we’re medicine cats,” Leafpool pointed out. “No cat will dare stop us.”
“You’re going to have to skirt the lake around ShadowClan territory,” Firestar pointed out. “I don’t trust ShadowClan right now.”
“Very well,” Leafpool meowed. She waited impatiently while Firestar called Thornclaw from the warriors’ den, and then the patrol raced out of the camp like rabbits.
Sandstorm came up to Jaypaw. “Can I help with anything?”
He didn’t know where to start. The medicine den was full, feverfew was running short, and he was so hungry he could hardly think straight.
“I can do that,” Sandstorm meowed. “You go back to the medicine den.”
Her steady mew calmed him. “Thanks,” he murmured.
He returned to the den to find that Poppypaw’s fever had risen even more. Mousefur’s breathing was so shallow he had to press his muzzle to her flank to feel it. Ferncloud was begging for water, and the bedding stank47.
StarClan, help me!Jaypaw closed his eyes for a moment. Summoning all his strength, he went to fetch a wad of soaked moss for Ferncloud.
“Sandstorm told me you need some help.” Brightheart’s voice sounded from the den entrance.
“Yes.” Jaypaw’s ears twitched48 nervously, but for the first time in days he felt no anger flash from the one-eyed warrior. “Can you help me clear out the old bedding?” he asked.
“I can do the bedding by myself,” Brightheart told him. “You see to your patients.” Something small and sweet-smelling thudded at his paws. “Sandstorm said you should eat this.” Brightheart had tossed him a piece of the mouse.
He shook his head.
“You have to keep your strength up,” Brightheart insisted. “While Leafpool’s gone, you are responsible for the whole Clan.”
Which meant that until Leafpool returned with catmint, there was nothing he could do except watch his Clanmates die. Jaypaw felt the same hopelessness as when he flailed49 his claws at Owlpaw in the battle against ShadowClan, never sure where his enemy would lunge from next.
“Eat the mouse,” Brightheart prompted.
“Okay.” He wasn’t going to act like a mewling kit19. Did he want every cat to know he couldn’t cope? They already thought he was useless; they didn’t have to think he was weak and scared too!
Jaypaw gulped50 down the morsel51, and then, while Brightheart started tugging52 out the foul53 bedding, he chewed up mouthfuls of feverfew and tried to persuade Poppypaw to swallow some. “Come on,” he urged her. “Just taste a little.”
Poppypaw pushed him away with a burning paw. “I can’t swallow,” she rasped.
“You must try.”
Jaypaw suddenly felt another pelt against his. He smelled Sorreltail, Poppypaw’s mother.
“She’s worse, isn’t she?” the she-cat mewed.
“Leafpool’s gone to RiverClan to ask for catmint,” Jaypaw told her.
“But will Poppypaw survive until she returns?” Sorreltail’s mew cracked with grief.
“I’ll make sure she does,” Jaypaw growled. He tried to stop his paws from trembling as he pushed the feverfew under Poppypaw’s nose yet again. He had been a medicine cat apprentice for less than a moon. Could he really keep a promise like that?
“Come on.” Brightheart nudged Sorreltail. “Jaypaw will do what he can. You should go hunting with Brackenfur. The more fresh-kill we have, the stronger the Clan will be.”
As the one-eyed warrior guided her Clanmate out of the medicine den, Jaypaw rubbed the feverfew pulp54 onto Poppypaw’s lips, hoping that some of it would find its way into her fever-racked body. For StarClan’s sake, eat this and get better!
Jaypaw woke with a start. He had dozed55 off without meaning to. The silence of night lay heavily on the forest. An owl42 hooted56 far away as Jaypaw struggled to his paws. He felt light-headed with hunger and exhaustion57, but he had to check on the sick cats.
Brightheart was sleeping at the entrance to the den. Her steady breathing comforted him as he picked his way around the sick cats. Mousefur was shivering, and he pulled fresh moss over her to keep her warm, though heat pulsed from her body. Ferncloud murmured the names of her kits, and Whitewing fidgeted uncomfortably in her sleep. Jaypaw sat and listened. Something was not right. He ducked down beside Poppypaw. Her breathing had slowed.
Jaypaw’s heart began to race. He slid into the nest beside her and pressed his body against hers. She was unnaturally58 still. Fear gripped him; he had promised Sorreltail that he wouldn’t let her die. He focused on Poppypaw’s breathing and let his body relax. Then he steadied his breath until it fell into the same slow rhythm as hers. He closed his eyes, and the world opened up before him in shades of black, white, and silver, washed with moonlight. He could see the pale shape of Poppypaw padding through a forest. He recognized the trees and the undergrowth and the feel of the leaf-strewn earth underneath59 his paws at once. Poppypaw mustn’t come here!
“Poppypaw!” He hurried to catch up to the apprentice, and she turned to gaze at him.
“I’ve never been to this part of the forest before.” She sniffed the air. “It doesn’t smell like home. Do you know where we are?”
“Yes,” Jaypaw whispered.
“It’s strange,” Poppypaw mewed. “Whatever herbs you gave me must have worked, because I don’t feel sick anymore.”
Jaypaw didn’t reply. How was he going to bring Poppypaw back from this place? He padded wordlessly beside her, terrified of losing sight of her.
“The trees are so tall and leafy, and the undergrowth is thicker than anything.” Poppypaw obviously didn’t realize that Jaypaw could see it for himself. “Can you smell all the scents of prey60? It’s like greenleaf here!”
“We’ve got to go back!” Jaypaw told her.
“But it’s so beautiful.”
“You shouldn’t be here!” I promised Sorreltail!
The trees opened before them.
Jaypaw could clearly see the hollow below them, the Moonpool cradled at the bottom like liquid starlight. In this place everything was connected, and the forest led all the way into the mountains. Jaypaw’s heart sank when he saw the shining pelts62 of StarClan gathered around the slopes.
“There’s a pool at the bottom,” Poppypaw breathed. “There are cats all around it. . . .” Her mew trailed away. “It’s StarClan, isn’t it? Does that mean I’m dead?”
Jaypaw’s throat went dry.
“Am I dead?” she repeated more urgently.
“Not yet.”
“Coming here with her was very brave,” murmured the tortoiseshell cat.
“I promised her mother I’d keep her safe,” Jaypaw told her
Poppypaw’s eyes clouded with confusion as she stared at Spottedleaf. “Who are you? Have you come to guide me to StarClan?”
“No!” Jaypaw growled. “Come back to the Clan with me, Poppypaw. I’ll take you home.”
“It’s okay, little one,” Spottedleaf meowed. “You can go with Jaypaw. There is a place here for you, but not yet.” Stretching forward, she touched her muzzle first to Poppypaw’s and then to Jaypaw’s. “Take her home,” she whispered.
Thank you!“Follow me,” he told Poppypaw, and, turning away from the glittering hollow, he led her back into the forest.
Brightheart’s voice cut through the air. “Jaypaw!”
He blinked open his eyes into darkness. “Brightheart?”
“I thought you were ill too,” Brightheart whispered. “Your breathing was so slow.”
Poppypaw!
He leaped to his paws and pressed his ear against her flank. She was still sleeping, but her breathing was deeper, steady and strong.
“How is she?” Brightheart asked.
“Better than she was.” Jaypaw sighed, closing his eyes with relief.
“I woke up and found the two of you hardly breathing.” Jaypaw could feel Brightheart’s gaze burning his pelt. “I’m glad you’re all right.” She brushed her tail briskly over the den floor. “Dawn’s nearly here. I’ll go and find Sorreltail. She’ll be relieved to hear the news.”
As Brightheart padded out of the den, Jaypaw felt fresh energy tingling64 through his paws. He leaned down and whispered in the apprentice’s ear, “I promised I would save you.”
Poppypaw stirred. “Jaypaw? Is that you?” Her voice was weak and whispery. “I had the strangest dream!”
Jaypaw tensed. He couldn’t let the other cats know what he had done to bring Poppypaw back from StarClan. “I expect it was because of the fever,” he soothed her.
“Maybe.” Poppypaw sounded uncertain. “I was in a forest I’d never seen before, but it felt like home. There were other cats there—and you, Jaypaw! You said I didn’t have to stay. . . .”
Jaypaw turned away. “It was just a dream. You’re better now. That’s all that matters.”
“Leafpool’s here!” Brackenfur’s cry filled the hollow, and Jaypaw raced from the den. He could smell the catmint already, and knew that Leafpool had brought plenty.
She was hurrying toward him, fragrant65 leaves bunched in her jaws66. Thornclaw and Brambleclaw followed, carrying more. They dropped them at the den entrance while Jaypaw followed Leafpool inside.
“We left Weaselfur and Kestrelpaw at the lake,” she told him when she had put down the catmint. “Mothwing had plenty. She gave us enough to cure all our sick Clanmates. She said she’d have sent some earlier if she’d known.”
And who would have told her? thought Jaypaw.Not StarClan. He began to help Leafpool dose the sick cats.
Sorreltail nosed her way into the den, relief and gratitude67 flooding the air around her. “I don’t know how you did it, but I know you helped Poppypaw survive the night.” Her voice was thick with emotion. “Thank you.”
Jaypaw felt Leafpool’s tail gently flick68 his flank. “I knew you’d be fine without me,” she meowed.
As Jaypaw pressed another pawful of catmint beneath Whitewing’s nose, he heard Leafpool slip out of the den. The medicine cat had been quiet since she returned. Not just because she was busy tending to the sick cats—Jaypaw could sense that something was troubling her. He lifted his muzzle, intrigued69, as the brambles swept back into place after her.
“Eat these slowly,” he advised Whitewing. “I’ll be back in a moment.”
He nosed his way out of the den and sniffed. Leafpool was sitting below Highledge with Firestar. Quietly, he hurried into the clearing and ducked down behind the halfrock. The two cats were sharing words in hushed whispers.
“There’s sickness in all the Clans,” Leafpool told Firestar. “Greencough and whitecough. The frosts have taken their toll70 on prey in every territory, and all the Clans are weakened by hunger.”
“Even ShadowClan?”
“Littlecloud joined us to fetch catmint,” she answered. “He told me that they had lost an elder.”
Sadness pulsed from Firestar. “It’s been a hard leaf-bare for every Clan.”
Jaypaw pricked his ears. He could tell that Leafpool had not said all that she meant to. Then Leafpool whispered so quietly that Jaypaw had to stretch forward to hear.
“There’s a lot of bad feeling in the Clans,” she murmured. “A feeling that this run of cold weather and sickness and poor prey is more than just bad luck.”
Jaypaw’s blood pounded, and Leafpool’s mew was suddenly swamped by the murmuring of distant voices that rang in his ears, voices from all four Clans around the lake. . . . StarClan doesn’t want us to stay here! The new territories can’t support us all. What if the sickness spreads?
The whispers of doubt crowded his mind. He pressed himself to the earth and closed his eyes. Was StarClan punishing the Clans, and if so, why?
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exhaustion
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| n.耗尽枯竭，疲惫，筋疲力尽，竭尽，详尽无遗的论述 | |
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prey
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| n.被掠食者，牺牲者，掠食；v.捕食，掠夺，折磨 | |
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spun
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| adj.感激，感谢 | |
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| n.快速的轻打，轻打声，弹开；v.轻弹，轻轻拂去，忽然摇动 | |
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toll
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