Jaypaw heard the brambles swish. “Hollypaw’sgone?” He blinked. Hollypaw had only been in the den1 a few moments.
“She must’ve remembered something she had to do.” Cinderpaw sighed.
“Oh.” Jaypaw went back to wrapping his marigold and horsetail poultices in leaves, preparing for a battle that might never happen. Why hadn’t StarClan warned him? It was not like they were shy about interrupting his dreams.
Suddenly, he felt his pelt3 begin to warm under Cinderpaw’s gaze. She was staring at him, her mind tingling4 with curiosity. Irritation5 made his claws itch6. How long was she going to stay here? She was obviously bored and Jaypaw missed the peace and privacy of the empty medicine den. He turned and faced her. “Something wrong?” he asked.
“No.” Cinderpaw sounded oddly thoughtful. “I just think I had a dream about you, and you could see.”
Jaypaw’s ears twitched8. She remembered her dream! How much? The camp in the ravine? Being Cinderpelt? He waited for sparks of alarm to flash from Leafpool’s pelt, but the medicine cat was busy soaking horsetail stems in the pool, her mind focused on her task.
Jaypaw padded forward. “What was I doing in your dream?” he asked casually10.
“I don’t remember. I was just surprised you could see.” Cinderpaw fidgeted in her nest.
“Where were we?”
Cinderpaw hesitated. “Some bit of the forest, I think. You were following me and…”
“And what?” Jaypaw leaned close to her.
“I don’t remember.”
Jaypaw flicked11 his tail. What would happen if Cinderpaw worked out she had been Cinderpelt? Surely all the old medicine cat’s memories must be buried somewhere in the apprentice12’s mind?
“Time for Cinderpaw’s medicine,” Leafpool called from the pool.
“Okay.” Excitement sparked in Jaypaw’s belly13. This could be his chance to find out if any trace of Cinderpelt remained.
He darted14 to the back of the cave, ignoring the comfrey that would help Cinderpaw’s bones to heal, and picked up some of the sweet-smelling mallow leaves instead. The mallow would do nothing but soothe15 her belly. If any of Cinderpelt’s knowledge lingered inside her, she would know it was the wrong medicine and say something.
“Here you are,” he announced, dropping the mallow leaves in her nest.
“These smell nice,” Cinderpaw mewed.
“It’s mallow,” Jaypaw told her. He nudged them closer. “Great for broken bones.” He searched her mind for any doubt, but nothing stirred except gratitude16.
“Thanks, Jaypaw.”
“What are you doing?” Leafpool whisked past and snatched the mallow leaves away. He felt suspicion pricking17 in the medicine cat’s pelt as she brushed against him. “You should be giving her comfrey.”
“I must have picked up the wrong leaves,” Jaypaw lied.
“Be more careful next time.” Irritation flashed from Leafpool. She didn’t believe him. Had she guessed he had been testing Cinderpaw? “Get back to making poultices,” she snapped. Her voice softened19 as she spoke20 to Cinderpaw. “Sorry, Cinderpaw. It’s not like Jaypaw to be so distracted.”
Jaypaw padded mutinously21 away to the back of the den. It was so unfair! Leafpool had no patience with him these days, and yet she put up with Cinderpaw’s boredom22 and fidgeting with unending kindness. He flicked his tail petulantly23 at the stems soaking in the pool. “Is that horsetail ready yet?” He knew full well that they’d need soaking overnight for the juices to be fully24 restored.
“Of course not!” she meowed. “Use the ones I soaked yesterday!”
“Okay!” He hooked a soggy stem from a nearby pile and began to gnaw25 crossly at one end.
Leafpool padded over to join him. Comfrey scent26 filled the air as she collected a few leaves for Cinderpaw. “What’s the matter with you?” she hissed27.
“What’s the matter with you?” he snapped back.
“I’m not the one giving Cinderpawthe wrong medicine.”
“I only wanted to see if she would know the difference.”
“She’s Cinderpaw, not Cinderpelt!”
“But there must be something there.”
“If there is, it’s not up to us to find it!” Jaypaw felt Leafpool’s breath on his cheek. “We have to let Cinderpaw find her own destiny!”
“What’s wrong with helping28 her along? Surely Cinderpaw deserves to know that she’s been sent back by StarClan to be a warrior29.”
“If StarClan wants her to know, they’ll tell her,” Leafpool mewed.
“So you’re happy to leave it in the paws of StarClan.”
“Of course!” She sounded shocked. “And so should you.”
Jaypaw went back to chewing. The stem’s bitter juice made his whiskers twitch7. Why was Leafpool so totally in awe30 of her ancestors? He’d met them; they seemed no different from cats who were still alive. Did Leafpool really think that dying made a dumb cat wise? They could walk in other cats’ dreams, but so could he. That didn’t mean he knew the answer to everything.
“Jaypaw!” Cinderpaw’s mew rang around the den.
Jaypaw blinked open his eyes. “Are you okay?”
“I’m fine.” Cinderpaw sounded wide awake. Jaypaw lifted his muzzle31 and sniffed32. It smelled as though dawn had only just arrived. Couldn’t she sleep a little longer? Or at least let himsleep a little longer?
“Leafpool’s gone to check on Foxkit,” she mewed. “I thought we could have a game while she’s gone.”
Jaypaw struggled to his paws, yawning. He could feel the lively energy coming off Cinderpaw in waves.
“I wish I could move my leg,” she complained. “I feel fine apart from that.”
“You have to keep it still if you want it to mend properly,” Jaypaw told her.
“I know, I know.” Cinderpaw sighed. “But I’m so bored!”
Jaypaw felt a wave of sympathy for her. Newleaf had set the forest atwitter and the scent of fresh life called out like a friend begging to play. Something whistled through the air and bounced softly off his shoulder. A moss34 ball.
“Okay,” he conceded. “But you’re not allowed to move from your nest. I’ll throw it to you.”
“But you can’t see me.”
“Yes,” Jaypaw agreed. “But since you never shut up I can always hear exactly where you are.” He hooked the moss ball up with his paw and lobbed it at her.
Her nest scrunched35 as she stretched to catch it.
I must throw it lower next time
The moss ball hissed through the air once more. Judging its distance exactly, Jaypaw leaped and dived, rolling over as he caught it.
“Wow!” Cinderpaw purred. “Impressive.” She was suddenly still. “What’s it like?”
Jaypaw tipped his head to one side. “What’s whatlike?”
“Being blind.”
“What does it feel like being able to see?”
“I don’t know, I guess it feels normal.”
“Well, being blind feels normal to me.”
“But isn’t it hard not being able to tell where everything is?”
“But I cantell.” Jaypaw appreciated Cinderpaw’s honesty; most other cats acted like if they didn’t talk about his lack of sight, he’d forget he was any different. “Everything smells or makes a sound, and sometimes I get a”—he searched for the right word—“a senseof things.”
“So you never get frustrated37?”
“Only when I get treated like I’m different,” Jaypaw replied. “I don’t feelany different, so it’s really annoying when anyone makes a fuss about my blindness. It’s like they feel sorry for me when there’s nothing to feel sorry about.”
He flicked the ball into the air, then swiped it toward Cinderpaw. Her nest rustled38 under her.
“What in StarClan?” Leafpool’s furious mew sounded at the entrance. She darted across the den and whisked the moss ball into the pool, then rounded on Jaypaw. “What are you doing, making her stretch up like that?”
“It was my idea!” Cinderpaw mewed at once.
Leafpool ignored her. “You should have known better!”
Jaypaw bristled39. “I told her not to move from her nest.”
“That’s not good enough! Her leg must heal properly!” Leafpool’s mew dropped to a whisper. “She musttrain as a warrior this time.”
“Why must she?” Anger exploded in Jaypaw’s chest. “Why would it be such a disaster if she had to take a different path?
Ihad to!”
Leafpool froze for a moment, then slowly replied, “You are blind.”
Jaypaw’s rage fell away. Did Leafpool think he was a lost cause? Did she only fight to save the cats who could be saved? He turned away from her, too wretched to say anything.
Leafpool hurried away to Cinderpaw’s nest and began fussing with her cobweb binding40.
Jaypaw padded out of the den. He could hear the Clan2, busy in the clearing. Graystripe and Millie chatted to each other as they wove the roof of the new den into place. Lionpaw was chasing Foxkit and Icekit around the nursery. Ferncloud was sharing tongues with Dustpelt below Highledge.
I’m more than just a blind medicine cat!Jaypaw flexed41 his claws.
I’ll show them!
The brambles swished behind him.
“We need to fetch herbs.” Leafpool’s mew was matter-of-fact, as though nothing had passed between them. He searched her mind for some lingering anger or guilt42, but her thoughts seemed to be carefully shielded. “The marigolds should be flowering by the lakeshore,” she went on as she led him out of camp.
Jaypaw didn’t speak. He sulked in silence as they trekked43 up the slope and over the ridge44. As they emerged from the trees, a chilly45 wind cut through his fur. It smelled of rain.
Leafpool headed down the grassy46 slope to the shore. “I can see some.” She veered47 into the wind.
Jaypaw narrowed his eyes as it blasted his face. This was a pointless journey. “You know we’ve already got a pile of marigold in the den, don’t you?”
Leafpool slowed her pace to match his. “If there is to be a battle, we must be prepared,” she told him. “Our first duty is to heal the Clan.” Jaypaw felt her willing him to speak. “Don’t you think?” She sounded anxious.
Grudgingly48, he let himself be drawn49 into conversation. “Yes,” he conceded. “But what about sharing with StarClan? That’s part of our duty too. Why didn’t they warn us a battle was coming?”
“StarClan doesn’t always tell us everything that’s going to happen.”
“Do we just have to wait until we’re told?” Jaypaw bristled with frustration50. “We can walk among them in our dreams. Surely we can find out for ourselves?”
“Are you questioning the wisdom of StarClan?”
Jaypaw bit back his reply—that he couldn’t figure out why being dead made StarClan so wise.
“There’s more to being a medicine cat than sharing with StarClan,” Leafpool went on. “You still don’t know every herb, for example.” She halted and sniffed loudly. “What’s this one?”
Jaypaw tasted the air. A sharp tang bathed his tongue. He reached down and touched small soft leaves. Tight flower buds bounced against his nose.
“Do you recognize that?” Leafpool prompted.
“Feverfew,” Jaypaw mewed. “Good for aches, especially headaches.” He turned away, adding, “But it’s no good to us now because the flower won’t be out for another moon.” Why was she treating him like a mouse-brained idiot? How many times did he have to prove himself?
Another scent caught his attention. Something tastier than feverfew. He dropped into a hunting crouch51. The grass ahead was shivering and he could hear a tiny snuffling. The image of a vole formed in his mind; he could see it as clearly as if he were dreaming. It was trembling.
Quick as a flash, Jaypaw shot forward, diving through the grass, paws outstretched. The vole darted sideways, but Jaypaw veered and cut off its escape route. It careered into his paws and he hooked it easily, killing52 it with a sharp nip. Padding back to Leafpool, he dangled53 his catch under her nose.
“Very good,” she meowed.
He flung it at her paws, the morning’s frustrations54 suddenly swamping him. “Now do you believe that I don’t need eyes to see?”
He waited for anger to flash from her, for her sharp rebuke55 to sting his ears. Instead, he felt her tail sweep his flank, gentle as a breeze. “Oh, Jaypaw,” she sighed. “I have alwaysbelieved in you.”
Emotion swelled56 from her, sentimental57 and oppressive, filling his mind like a sticky cloud. Taken aback, he edged away and darted down onto the shore. Ahead, a stream was babbling58 as it flowed out of the forest and into the lake. This was where Mousepaw had lost the squirrel. And it was where he had found the stick. He hadn’t realized that they had come this far around the lake.
His paws tingled59 with excitement.
The stick.
He picked his way over the shore, careful not to trip on the twigs60 and Twoleg rubbish washed up by the lake. A large drop of rain landed between his shoulder blades. He shook it off, ducking as another hit his nose. He could smell the stick now, its strange scent calling to him like a kit33 mewling for its mother. He hurried to where he had left it tucked behind the tree root and dragged it out onto the shore. He wanted to run his paws over it again, feel the scars in its smooth surface. His pads felt warm as they stroked it, his heart suddenly as full as a well-fed belly.
“Is that the same old stick you found last time?” Leafpool had caught up to him.
Jaypaw nodded.
“Why are you so interested in it?” Leafpool was puzzled.
“It feels important!” He rested both paws on the wood, as smooth as spider’s silk. A gentle murmuring filled his mind, like softly lapping waves. His paws traced the etching on the wood. They lingered on the uncrossed marks, and he felt sadness spike61 into his pads. These marks are untold62 stories
Rain was spattering on the leaves overhead and splashed in great drops onto his back.
“We should get back,” Leafpool decided63.
“What about the stick?”
Thunder rolled in the distance. Wind whipped in off the lake, buffeting64 and pushing like a bad-tempered65 badger66.
“We must get back to camp.” Leafpool sounded worried. “I can see the storm clouds coming. We shouldn’t be out in this.”
Jaypaw’s fur bristled. He felt lightning prickle in the air. A blast of wind pushed him sideways, knocking him away from the stick.
“Come on!” Leafpool urged.
Waves were pounding the shore now, beaten in by the rising wind.
“What about the stick?” Jaypaw called.
But Leafpool was already hurrying away. “Come on!” she ordered.
There was no time to drag it back to the safety of the root. The wind was tearing at his fur, blowing back his ears. Pelting67 rain stung his eyes. Ducking down, Jaypaw darted after his mentor68 and raced back to the safety of the camp.
The rain had stopped but the wind still roared above the hollow.
Jaypaw lay in his nest and listened to the forest creaking high above the medicine den. The leaves swished like waves upon a shore. But Jaypaw hardly heard them. His ears were filled with whispering. His claws itched9 as he imagined the earthy scent of the stick. He rolled over in his nest and flattened69 his ears, but the whispering still breathed in his ears. He stretched out and pummeled restlessly at the moss underneath70 him.
“Why don’t you go for a walk?” Leafpool murmured from her nest. “Before your fidgeting wakes Cinderpaw as well.”
“Okay.” Jaypaw sat up. His paws ached to be outside. He wanted to touch the stick once more.
He pushed his way through the brambles. Outside, the wind was stirring up the restless scents71 of newleaf so that the whole forest seemed to be swaying and fidgeting with impatience72. Instinctively73, Jaypaw knew that the sky was clear and the moon was shining. He could feel its cold light wash his pelt. As he headed for the camp entrance, the thorn barrier quivered.
“Jaypaw?”
Lionpaw was squeezing though the dirtplace tunnel.
“Hi, Lionpaw,” Jaypaw greeted him curiously74. His brother’s pelt pricked75 with guilt and alarm. And it smelled of the wind.
He’s been out in the forest!
“I was just making dirt.” Lionpaw was lying.
Jaypaw narrowed his eyes. Does every cat in the Clan have secrets?“I was just going out.” He sensed weariness in his brother’s paws and decided to test him. “Will you come with me?”
“If you want,” Lionpaw mewed warily76.
He feels too guilty to refuse
Birchfall hailed them from the camp entrance. “Who’s there?”
“Only us,” Jaypaw called back. He padded toward the thorn tunnel. “We’re just going out into the forest.”
Birchfall purred. “A midnight adventure,” he meowed. “That reminds me of my apprentice days.” He sounded wistful, even though he’d been a warrior for only a few moons. Jaypaw didn’t say anything; Birchfall always liked to pretend he was vastly wise and experienced compared with apprentices77 but Jaypaw hadn’t forgotten the fuss he’d made over getting a thorn in his paw.
The warrior stepped aside, and Jaypaw felt the wind whisk down the tunnel. He beckoned78 to Lionpaw with his tail. “Coming?”
Lionpaw followed Jaypaw through the barrier.
“Watch out for foxes!” Birchfall called after them.
Jaypaw shivered. The memory of the fox springing from the undergrowth while he and Brightheart trekked through the forest made his belly tighten79.
“Don’t worry,” Lionpaw reassured80 him. “I can handle foxes now.”
They padded up the slope and onto the ridge.
“Where are we going?” Lionpaw asked.
“The lake.”
Lionpaw made no comment. No interest sparked from his pelt. Jaypaw could feel a dark cloud hovering81 in his brother’s mind, absorbing every other thought like quicksand. He tried reaching into it but felt nothing but uncertainty82.
As they left the trees and headed down the grassy slope, the wind whipped at Jaypaw’s ears and whiskers. He lashed18 his tail, excited by the stormy weather and the thought of touching83 the stick once more. He could smell the lake now and pictured it—a vast Moonpool, ruffled84 and reflecting a shattered moon.
The scents of RiverClan, WindClan, and ShadowClan clashed and mingled85 on the breeze. Was there really going to be a battle?
“Do you think WindClan is planning to invade us?” he mewed.
Lionpaw pressed against him, steering86 him around a rabbit hole. “It wouldn’t make sense.” Jaypaw thought he heard hope in his brother’s mew. “It’s RiverClan they should be worried about, not us.”
“But what about the squirrel-hunting?”
“Why shouldn’t they hunt squirrels? The woods belong to them on that side of the gully.” Lionpaw sounded more like a warrior than an apprentice; as though he knew something Jaypaw didn’t.
As their paws crunched36 on the pebbles87 around the edge of the lake, Lionpaw hesitated. “Why are we here?”
“I left something here,” Jaypaw explained. “I need to drag it into the trees. I want to keep it safe from the lake.”
“What?”
“A stick.”
“A stick?”
“Yes!” Jaypaw sniffed the air, hoping to detect its scent. “It has markings on it.” His tail pricked with anxiety as he smelled nothing but windblown water. “I left it here.”
“What does it look like?”
“No bark,” Jaypaw mewed. “Just smooth wood. With lines scratched into it.”
“Okay,” Lionpaw mewed. “You check where you left it. I’ll search the top of the shore in case the wind’s carried it up there.”
Jaypaw hurried to the place where he had abandoned the stick. His heart began to pound. He was certain it was gone, and not just because he couldn’t scent it. There was a dark emptiness in his chest that told him the stick was no longer here.
He was right.
The pebbles were bare.
Fighting the fear that jabbed his belly, Jaypaw zigzagged88 over the shore, sniffing89 at the pebbles, trying to trace where the stick had gone. Why had he let the storm chase him away? He should have made sure the stick was safe before he ran home like a fox-hearted coward!
“Have you found it?” Lionpaw’s mew was muffled90 by the wind
“No!” Jaypaw felt panic rising in his chest. He couldn’t have lost it.
“Is this it?” Lionpaw called suddenly.
Jaypaw charged toward his brother. He tripped over a piece of driftwood, bruising91 his paw, but he ignored the pain and limped desperately92 toward Lionpaw.
He knew even before he reached it that it was not the stick. “Where are the scratches?” he snapped. “I told you, it hasscratches!”
“Okay, okay!” Lionpaw flashed with resentment93. “I’m just trying to help.”
“I have to find it.” Jaypaw wandered away, stumbling over the pebbles and debris94. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. He felt as if he had let someone down, though he had no idea how or who. His paw was throbbing95 now but he didn’t care. Had the lake reclaimed96 the stick?
He headed down the beach until water lapped his paws and paddled into the shallows. He had to find the stick. Cold water rippled97 against his belly fur. It dragged at his paws as he waded98 deeper. He remembered falling from the cliff, sinking, floundering beneath the waves. Crowfeather had saved him then, but the fear of the lake had stayed with him. It screamed at him now, warning him to turn back.
Jaypaw!
A voice rang in his head. Something tugged99 his fur, drawing him farther out. The waves lapped over his spine100 and he lifted his chin to keep it dry.
This way!
With each paw step he had to reach down farther to feel the pebbles. But he had to find the branch.
Suddenly, his paw knocked something beneath the water.
That’s it!
Taking a great gulp101 of air, he ducked his head beneath the waves and grabbed the end of the branch in his teeth. Tugging102 desperately, he began to drag it up the beach. He let go and took another gulp of air before diving again to grab the branch. He dug his paws into the pebbles, scrabbling to get a grip. The stick was so heavy! He pulled and pulled, his lungs bursting as he tried to drag it out of the water.
Suddenly, it moved more easily. Almost weightless, the stick began to float toward the shore; Jaypaw only needed to guide it with his teeth. Relief surged in his paws as his head finally broke the surface. He gasped103 and coughed, still gripping the stick in his teeth, water dripping from his whiskers
He had reached the shallows.
“What in StarClan were you doing?” The branch slapped down in the water as Lionpaw let go of the other end. “I saw you disappear under the water and I thought you were trying to drown yourself. Then I realized you were dragging this! I don’t know how you thought you were going to get it out on your own.”
The water lapped around the stick. Jaypaw ran his paw over it, searching out the scratches. He wished the stick was not so big, that he could take it back to camp with him. “Look,” he breathed, running his paw over the marks.
“You half drown yourself in the middle of the night for a stick with claw marks on it!” Water sprayed from Lionpaw as he shook himself. “You’re crazy.”
“I’m not,” Jaypaw snapped hotly. “It’s important.”
Thank you, Jaypaw. We’ll be remembered as long as you guard us
“Come on,” he mewed. “Let’s get this tucked under a root and get back to camp.”
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