Jaypaw stiffened1 at the sound ofscreeching from the entrance to the camp. He paused with one paw raised, a stem of watermint still snagged in his claws. “What’s that?” he meowed.
Leafpool didn’t reply. Thornclaw had come to see her, complaining about bellyache, and Jaypaw guessed she wouldn’t notice a whole herd4 of badgers5 trampling6 through the stone hollow until she had finished treating her patient.
“Jaypaw, where’s that watermint?” she called.
“Here.” Jaypaw grabbed up more of the stems and thrust them at his mentor7 as he darted8 past the bramble screen and into the main clearing. He could hear the rustling9 of leaves as warriors11 came out of their den12 and the swift pattering of paws as apprentices14 bounded up to see what was going on. Whispers of alarm came from every corner of the clearing, and from beneath the Highledge, Jaypaw detected powerful fear-scent15 from Hollypaw and Honeypaw.
Graystripe was speaking, his voice raised in a fierce growl16. “Not another paw step, until you tell us what you’re doing on our territory.”
Jaypaw’s fur began to bristle17 as he picked up the scent of two strange cats. It seemed as if Graystripe and his patrol had caught a couple of rogues18 trespassing19 on ThunderClan territory. Jaypaw tasted the air carefully. The scent was strong, but with a bitter tinge21 that seemed familiar, though he couldn’t remember where he had smelled it before.
Concentrating fiercely, Jaypaw tried to pull the newcomers’ feelings into himself as if he was drawing in their scent. He could sense fear, suspicion, and an overwhelming desperation. It had been difficult for them to come here, yet they’d had no choice.
They need something from ThunderClan!
Before any cat spoke22, there was the sound of more cats approaching through the tunnel. It was Stormfur and Brook23, with fresh-kill in their jaws24.
“Talon25! Night!” Brook exclaimed, dropping the vole. “What are you doing here?”
Cloudtail spoke first, his voice sharp with suspicion. “You mean you knowthese cats?”
“Firestar, these are the cats we scented26 near the WindClan border,” Hollypaw broke in, before either of the strangers could reply. “Brambleclaw sent us to warn you about intruders.”
“They’re not intruders.” Leafpool spoke calmly as she emerged from her den, her pelt27 brushing Jaypaw’s. “They come from the Tribe of Rushing Water.”
Firestar bounded down the rocks that led to his den. “Of course! It’s Talon of Swooping28 Eagle, isn’t it, and Night of No Stars?”
“That’s right,” a quiet, accented voice replied.
Jaypaw sensed the tension in the clearing begin to relax. He could make out a few murmurs29 of recognition coming from the older ThunderClan cats, the ones who had made the Great Journey and stayed with the Tribe of Rushing Water in the mountains
“I knew I’d seen that black she-cat somewhere before,” Dustpelt muttered.
“I wonder what they want?” Sorreltail asked; she sounded puzzled rather than hostile.
“I suppose we’ll soon find out,” Brackenfur replied. “It must be important, for them to come all this way.”
“Stormfur, Brook.” Firestar spoke again. “Bring your prey30 over to the fresh-kill pile. You must want to catch up with old friends.”
“It doesn’t look much like it,” Hollypaw whispered into Jaypaw’s ear; she had bounded up to him while he was concentrating on the voices. “Brook seems really upset, and Stormfur looks as if he’s got a bit of crow-food under his nose.”
“He just gave Brook a nudge,” Lionpaw added, padding up in his turn. “She doesn’t want to go near them.”
Jaypaw could tell from his littermate’s paw steps that he was still stiff from his wounds from the fight with Ashfur. Yet he sensed pride coming from Lionpaw, too, as if he knew he had fought well.
“They’re touching31 noses now,” Hollypaw reported softly. “But they still look as if—”
Jaypaw didn’t hear the rest of what she said. Suddenly the ground lurched beneath his paws and he felt blood pounding in his ears. The stench of blood was in his nose. Scarlet32 light washed over him and he realized that he could see.
On every side he was jostled by fighting cats. He could hear their screeching2 and the slash33 of claws through fur. Blood spattered against his pelt, hot and sticky. Underpaw the ground was hard stone; Jaypaw’s claws scrabbled on it as he tried to keep his balance. His paws were splayed across a tilted34 boulder35, sliding slowly downward. He scrambled36 across a narrow crevice37, barely saving himself from being trapped, then caught a glimpse of a sheer drop beneath him and nothing ahead but the open sky, stained bloodred as the sun went down.
Dizzy from the height and the fierceness of the battle, Jaypaw felt as though his paws were frozen to the rock. Where was he? This was no dream, and yet the clearing by the lake had vanished as if it had never been. He bit back a yowl of terror as the scene flickered39; darkness returned, but not the unbroken night of his blindness. He was in a cave, where the noise of falling water echoed from the rocks. Moonlight shone through a glittering screen of water that covered the entrance.
Cats were sitting all around him, talking to one another in quiet, serious voices. Jaypaw could pick up their scents40 and recognized those that belonged to the intruders who had just arrived at the camp. They were sitting opposite him: a huge tabby tom and a smaller black she-cat. Movement at the far side of the cave caught his eye, and he spotted41 a muscular gray warrior10 rising to his paws. Scent told him that he was looking at Stormfur. So the tabby she-cat with him must be Brook
Stormfur addressed a stone-gray cat who sat on a boulder at the head of a cave. “It’s no use expecting these cats to leave,” he meowed. “They want to settle here, and they don’t care how much trouble they’re giving us. We have to show them that they must respect our territory.”
“And how do we do that?” another cat asked.
“Hang on, we don’t wantany other cats living near us.” It was the tabby tom who spoke. “The mountains are ours.”
“Not anymore, Talon,” Stormfur mewed regretfully.
“We’ll just have to get used to it,” Brook added.
Stormfur dipped his head in agreement. “I suggest—” he began.
The stone-colored cat on the rock twitched42 his tail. “The Tribe of Endless Hunting has shown me nothing about this,” he protested.
“Then perhaps the ancestors of these new cats walk in different skies.” Stormfur’s tone was respectful, but Jaypaw could sense his frustration43, sharp as thorns. “The Tribe is used to driving off stray loners,” the gray warrior continued, “but this is different. We have to find a different way of dealing44 with them.”
Night, the black she-cat, leaned forward, stretching her neck to look at Stormfur. “What do you suggest?”
“Why ask him?” The question came from a skinny, speckled brown cat crouched45 near the rippling46 screen of water. His muzzle47 was white with age and he had lost an eye. “He’s only just set paw in the mountains. What does he know about our ways?”
“That’s just why we should listen,” Talon snapped back at him. “Stormfur lived where there are many other cats. He must know better than us how to deal with these strangers.”
“That’s right!” a cat called from the shadows.
More cats joined in, some protesting, some encouraging Stormfur, until the whole cave was filled with caterwauling. Stormfur mewed something softly to Brook, and she touched his shoulder with her nose.
Jaypaw flicked48 his ears. “Get on with it,” he muttered. “Let him speak.”
Eventually the gray cat on the rock raised his tail for silence. “We will hear what Stormfur has to say,” he announced.
“Thank you, Stoneteller.” Stormfur dipped his head. Turning to the rest of the Tribe, he hesitated for a heartbeat. “Where I lived in the forest,” he began at last, “all four Clans49 knew that they had to stay out of one another’s territory. Cats who trespassed50 would be driven out.”
“And how do we do that?” the skinny elder demanded. “These intruders go where they like.”
“We need a show of strength, Rain,” Stormfur explained. His blue eyes glowed. “One battle should be all it takes. After that, these newcomers will either go away for good, or they’ll stay well away from us.”
To Jaypaw’s surprise, Brook stepped forward to stand beside her mate. In the hollow by the lake, she was always quiet, but now her eyes shone and she held her tail high as she looked around at her Tribemates.
“Stormfur will teach us what to do,” she meowed. “He knows battle moves these strangers can’t even imagine.”
“He’ll likely get us all killed,” the elder called Rain grumbled51.
“The Tribe has lived in these mountains for seasons upon seasons,” Brook insisted. “Are we going to leave, just like that?”
Several cries of “No!” came from around the cave. Almost every cat in the Tribe had risen to its paws, its pelt bristling52 and its teeth bared. Only a few, like the gray elder, stayed where they were, glaring at their Tribemates. Amid the uproar53, Stoneteller sat unmoving on his rock. Jaypaw could not read his expression or sense anything of what he felt.
Suddenly Jaypaw realized the moonlight was fading. The enthusiastic yowls of the Tribe changed to screeches54 of terror and fury. Icy wind ruffled55 his fur and he was knocked off his paws as another cat charged past him. The air was filled with the reek56 of blood.
Blinking, Jaypaw found himself out on the bare mountainside again. The faint light of dawn drizzled57 into the sky; clouds hung low over the peaks. He lay on his side on the very edge of a stream, his tail dangling58 in the gushing59 water. With a hiss60 of annoyance61 he scrambled to his paws, shaking off the icy droplets62 and struggling to keep his balance on the slick, wet rock.
Around him the narrow valley heaved with the bodies of fighting cats. Close by he spotted Talon, rolling over and over in the grip of a powerful silver tom, battering63 at the intruder’s belly3 with his hind64 paws. For a heartbeat the intruder’s throat was exposed, but Talon was too slow to sink his teeth in.
An apprentice13 could do better than that!Jaypaw thought.
A few fox-lengths farther down the valley, Stormfur jumped onto a boulder. “Leap onto their shoulders!” he yowled. “Don’t let them pin you down!”
He flung himself back into the battle, raking his claws across the pelt of a tabby she-cat, then whirling to confront a muscular black tom who was shaking a small Tribe cat in his jaws as if she were a piece of prey.
Brook was close by, with Night a paw step behind her, stalking around the side of a boulder to creep up on a couple of the attackers as they would have crept up on their prey. Jaypaw gritted65 his teeth. The slender she-cats had never been trained to fight. They sprang bravely at their enemies, but the two invaders66 were almost twice their size and fought back with slashing68 claws.
Jaypaw was jostled aside by another pair of fighting cats, snagging his pelt on a thorny69 bush that grew in the crevice between two rocks. One cat fell on top of him; pushing vainly at the weight of fur and muscle, his jaws flooding with the stench of blood, Jaypaw thought at first that it was dead. Then it jerked convulsively, pulled itself to its paws, and dragged itself into the shadows behind a boulder.
Jaypaw staggered to his paws, ripping his fur as he tore himself free of the bush. Another Tribe cat fled past him, a powerful gray-black tom, his fur ripped and one shoulder soaked in blood. A black-and-white cat caught up with him, crashing into his side and flinging him to the ground.
“Slit its belly open!” Jaypaw hissed70.
The Tribe cat didn’t hear him. He fought with courage, refusing to give up even when the invader67 slashed71 open a wound down the length of his flank, but he had none of the skills that would let him throw off his attacker. The invading tom bit down hard on his throat, then sprang away, leaving the limp body of the Tribe cat half in and half out of the water. His gray fur darkened as blood soaked into it.
Jaypaw caught sight of Stormfur again, at the center of a group of Tribe cats, including Talon. The gray warrior was yowling encouragement, trying to force a way through the crowd of intruders and drive them back, but the attackers flowed over them like floodwater.
“Knock them off balance!” Stormfur yowled. “Don’t let them—” Whatever orders he was trying to give were lost as two of the attackers leaped at him from opposite sides; Stormfur vanished in a whirl of teeth and claws.
One by one the Tribe cats broke away, fleeing upstream toward the steeper slopes. One of them halted beside the body of the gray tom and let out a wail72 of grief and despair, before pelting73 onward74 and disappearing into the shadows.
“That’s right, run!” The silver tabby tom bounded to the top of a boulder, jeering75 at the Tribe cats as they fled. “Run and don’t come back!”
“Rabbits!” a brown-and-white she-cat added, leaping up to the silver tom’s side. “This is our place now!”
“No—stop!” Stormfur screeched76, shaking off his attackers with a spatter of blood. “We can still drive them back!”
No cat listened to him except for Brook, standing77 at his shoulder and begging her Tribemates to come back. Then she glanced over her shoulder and her neck fur bristled78 as she saw a fresh wave of intruders hurtling up the slope.
“Stormfur! It’s no use!” Brook wailed79. “We can’t fight them all.”
“You go.” Stormfur’s voice was a hoarse80 growl; he touched his mate’s shoulder with his tail tip.
“Not without you.” Brook’s eyes were wide with fear, but she dug her claws into the thin soil.
Stormfur let out a hiss of frustration. “Go!” He gave Brook a hefty shove with one shoulder. “Go on—I’m coming.” Letting out one last snarl81 at the invaders, who were now barely a tail-length away, he raced upstream behind Brook.
The attackers didn’t bother to chase them. They just stood watching, their eyes gleaming with triumph, until the last Tribe cat had disappeared.
Jaypaw staggered, and when his vision cleared he found himself in the Tribe’s cave again. His pelt was still sticky with blood, but the noise of the battle had faded away. Silver light trembled on the cave walls as the moon shone through the falling water. The rushing of the river was the only sound.
Stoneteller was sitting on his rock, his fur ruffled and one ear dark with crusted blood. The rest of the Tribe was huddled82 around him. Jaypaw couldn’t see one of them who didn’t bear wounds from the battle. In the center of the cave several limp bodies were lying; Stormfur was stooping over one of them, and Jaypaw recognized the dark gray tom whose death he had witnessed.
“Jag,” Stormfur murmured. “You were a good friend. May you walk the mountains forever with the Tribe of Endless Hunting.” He bent83 his head and touched his nose to the matted gray fur. Quietly Brook padded up beside him.
“Come and rest,” she mewed.
But before the gray warrior could move, Stoneteller’s voice rang out from the other end of the cave. “Stormfur!”
The gray tom looked up.
“Stormfur, what have you to say?”
Stormfur’s eyes clouded. “What do you want me to say? The Tribe fought as well as it could have done. I couldn’t hope to stand beside braver warriors. We must make another plan, so that—”
“No.” Stoneteller’s voice was cold. “No more plans. Not from you. We took your advice, and we were defeated. Many good cats are dead.” His tail flicked once toward the bodies lying on the cave floor.
“I told you what would happen.” Rain was crouched at the foot of Stoneteller’s rock. “But would any cat listen?”
“I’m sorry—” Stormfur tried again.
“There is no place here for the ways of the Clans,” Stoneteller interrupted. “There is no place for Clan20 cats in the mountains. You will bring only more death and bad luck if you stay here. You must go and never return.”
“What?” Stormfur stared at him in disbelief. “You’re blaming mefor this, when I—”
“Enough!” Stoneteller snarled84. “Go now.”
Brook stepped forward. “Stoneteller, this isn’t right. Stormfur did his best to help us. He took the same risks as every cat. He could be lying there now, with Jag and the others.”
“If we hadn’t listened to him, those cats would still be alive.” Stoneteller’s gaze was colder than ice.
“He’s right, Brook.” Talon, standing beside Stoneteller’s boulder, flicked his ears uneasily. “Clan ways aren’t for us.”
Brook’s eyes widened; Jaypaw could feel the distress85 flooding through her as if it was his own. “But, Talon, you’re my brother.” Her voice quivered. “Can’t you understand?”
Talon scraped at the cave floor with his forepaws. “It’s what’s best for the Tribe.”
“Night?” Brook turned to appeal to the black she-cat. “We’ve been friends since before we were to-bes. We’ve hunted together. We fought together. Can’t you see that the Tribe needs Stormfur?”
Night’s green eyes narrowed. “I can see that youneed Stormfur.”
Brook’s ears flattened86 and her jaws parted in the beginning of a snarl. “Are you saying I’m no longer loyal to my Tribe?”
Night turned her head away without answering.
“Enough of this,” Stoneteller meowed. “Stormfur, you are no longer welcome among the Tribe. You must leave at once.”
Brook’s tail fluffed up. “If he goes, I go!” she hissed.
“Brook, be careful,” Stormfur murmured.
The gentle prey-hunter’s eyes were blazing. “Do you think I could stay here, after this?”
“Stormfur is right when he says you should think about what you say.” Stoneteller rose to his paws, towering over the other cats from the top of his boulder. “Do you truly want to abandon your fate to this cat and his Clan? Can you trust him?”
“With my life,” Brook mewed.
Stoneteller’s contempt was obvious in the flick38 of his tail. “You have no more sense than a kit87, after what this Clancat has done to our Tribe.”
Stormfur arched his back and hissed. “You seem to have forgotten that my sister diedfor the Tribe. If it weren’t for Clan cats, every last one of you would have been eaten by Sharptooth.”
Jaypaw noticed that some of the Tribe cats—Talon included—looked uneasy, but none of them spoke.
“Come on, Brook.” Stormfur urged his mate toward the cave opening where the glittering water fell. “We’ll go and find the Clans.”
“Brook, if you leave now, you leave forever,” Stoneteller warned.
Brook didn’t even look at him as she and Stormfur padded away.
“Very well,” Stoneteller called after them. “I shall tell the Tribe of Endless Hunting that you are both dead to the cats you leave behind.”
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| v.发出嘶嘶声；发嘘声表示不满 | |
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| v.以沙砾覆盖（某物），撒沙砾于( grit的过去式和过去分词 )；咬紧牙关 | |
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| adj.尖锐的；苛刻的；鲜明的；乱砍的v.挥砍( slash的现在分词 )；鞭打；割破；削减 | |
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| 发嘶嘶声( hiss的过去式和过去分词 )； 发嘘声表示反对 | |
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| v.挥砍( slash的过去式和过去分词 )；鞭打；割破；削减 | |
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| vt./vi.大声哀号，恸哭；呼啸，尖啸 | |
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| adj.向前的，前进的；adv.向前，前进，在先 | |
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| adj.嘲弄的，揶揄的v.嘲笑( jeer的现在分词 ) | |
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| v.发出尖叫声( screech的过去式和过去分词 )；发出粗而刺耳的声音；高叫 | |
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| n.持续，地位；adj.永久的，不动的，直立的，不流动的 | |
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| v.哭叫，哀号( wail的过去式和过去分词 ) | |
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snarl
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| v.吼叫，怒骂，纠缠，混乱；n.混乱，缠结，咆哮 | |
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| 挤在一起（huddle的过去式与过去分词形式） | |
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| n.爱好，癖好；adj.弯的；决心的，一心的 | |
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| v.（指狗）吠，嗥叫， （人）咆哮( snarl的过去式和过去分词 )；咆哮着说，厉声地说 | |
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distress
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| n.苦恼，痛苦，不舒适；不幸；vt.使悲痛 | |
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