Lionpaw watched as the Tribe catsbroke up into small, quarrelsome groups.
They might as well save their breath, he thought. Stoneteller has made up his mind, and now Brambleclaw’s in charge
Even so, he was impressed by Crag’s courage in speaking up and glad of the respect he could see between the cave-guard and his father. Crag was a strong, brave cat, and with the right training he would make a great warrior1.
“At least we haven’t come all this way for nothing,” Breezepaw remarked, strolling over. “We’ll soon lick this lot into shape. We might as well start calling them MountainClan right now.”
“Say that in the hearing of a Tribe cat, and you’ll be looking for your ears,” Hollypaw hissed3.
“Ignore him,” Lionpaw told her. “If he wants to be stupid—”
He broke off as he saw Brambleclaw padding toward them. “I’ve got a job for you,” the dark tabby meowed.
Lionpaw sprang to his paws, his tail straight up in the air. Action at last!
“Do you think you three could train the to-bes in some fighting moves?” Brambleclaw asked.
Lionpaw started a little as he realized that “you three” included Breezepaw and not Jaypaw. The three apprentices4 glanced at one another, the argument with Breezepaw forgotten.
“Sure.” Lionpaw nodded. “We’ll be glad to help.”
He touched his tail tip to Jaypaw’s shoulder in farewell as he followed his father across to the to-bes’ part of the cave. Jaypaw didn’t seem to notice; he was staring at the wall of the cave, lost in thought.
“Every cat, even the prey6-hunters, will be trained in basic fighting,” Brambleclaw explained. “But we’ll give the cave-guards the responsibility of border patrols. They’re the strongest cats, and they have some fighting techniques, though they still need battle training.”
“There aren’t any borders yet,” Hollypaw pointed7 out.
Brambleclaw gave her a friendly flick8 on the ear with his tail. “There will be soon.”
The to-bes were gathered in a tight cluster in their own part of the cave. They all turned to look at Brambleclaw and the apprentices as they approached.
“Greetings,” Pebble9 meowed, dipping her head to Brambleclaw and extending a paw.
“Greetings,” Brambleclaw replied. “I think you’ve met Lionpaw, Hollypaw, and Breezepaw. They’re going to give you some training in fighting techniques.”
To Lionpaw’s dismay, none of the to-bes looked pleased at the prospect10. They muttered together; Lionpaw caught the words “…only to-bes like us.”
“Splash and I are prey-hunters.” Screech12 spoke13 up boldly, flicking14 his tail at the light brown tabby she-cat beside him. “We don’t do that stuff.”
“The whole Tribe will be doing ‘that stuff,’” Brambleclaw told him.
“It’s for your own good,” Lionpaw added.
Screech glared at him.
“Come on,” Hollypaw mewed persuasively15. “It’ll be fun. And if the intruders attack you, you’ll need to defend yourselves.”
To Lionpaw’s relief, he saw that Pebble and one or two others were looking interested. His paws tingled16 with anticipation17. This would be good practice for when he was a mentor18 with an apprentice5 of his own.
Brambleclaw gave an approving nod. “I’ll leave you to it, then. Tawnypelt, Crowfeather, and I are going to explore the territory and see if we can set the borders.” He turned away, then glanced over his shoulder. “Lionpaw, would you like to come with us? Hollypaw and Breezepaw can handle the training for now.”
For a heartbeat Lionpaw felt disappointed. Then he reminded himself that he had wanted to explore the world beyond the lake, and here was a chance to see more of it. “Okay,” he mewed, waving his tail in farewell to the others and following Brambleclaw to the cavern20 entrance.
Tawnypelt and Crowfeather were waiting there, with Talon21, Bird, and Gray.
“We’ll come with you,” Talon meowed. “You might need backup if the trespassers are around.”
“Thank you.” Brambleclaw gestured with his tail to let the big cave-guard take the lead.
Lionpaw fell in behind his father to walk the Path of Rushing Water behind the waterfall. With sunlight dazzling through the sheet of foaming23 water, it didn’t seem as frightening as in twilight24 the night before. When he emerged into the open he leaped down onto the ground beside the pool and shook drops of water from his pelt19. The sky was blue, with a few white clouds scudding25 across it, driven by a stiff breeze. The sun was just grazing the topmost peaks, bathing the mountain slopes in light. High up, a single bird flew in lazy circles.
“Eagle,” Bird murmured. “We’ll need to keep an eye on it.”
“This way,” Talon mewed. He bounded over to the rocks opposite the pool and clawed his way up until he stood on a flat overhang of stone. Lionpaw and the other cats followed. Lionpaw stood panting on the edge and looked out across an empty forest of jutting26 rock. Only a few clumps27 of green foliage28 here and there interrupted the vast gray-brown landscape. There was no sign of movement.
“It’s empty.” He crouched29 to peer down at the rocks below the overhang. “It feels like there’s no cat here but us.”
“Don’t you believe it,” Talon growled31, padding up behind him. “The trespassers aren’t as good at hiding as we are, but they’re getting better at it all the time.”
“So you’ll have to get better still,” Brambleclaw mewed briskly. “Then you can fight back.”
Talon gave a doubtful snort and began climbing a steep slope of scree that led to a ridge32. When Lionpaw set paw on the shifting stones he thought he would never be able to climb it. For every paw step he took, he felt as if he was slipping back two. He watched the Tribe cats setting their paws sideways on the slope and gradually began to make better progress. At last he was able to haul himself up the last tail-length and stand on the top.
Wind buffeted33 his pelt and made his eyes water. Blinking, he made out an even wider landscape of jutting crags and narrow valleys, with streams that looked narrow as grass stems weaving their way among the rocks. Far away he could see a blur34 of green, and he realized that he was looking at the edge of the mountains, perhaps the forest they had crossed on their way
“I feel like a bird!” he cried.
The words were hardly out of his mouth before he felt his paws slipping. For a heart-stopping moment he thought the wind would bowl him over to plummet35 down to the rocks below. The landscape whirled sickeningly around him. Then teeth fastened in his scruff and yanked him back to safety. He looked up to see Crowfeather.
“Thanks,” he gasped36.
“Just remember you’re not a bird,” the WindClan cat growled.
Lionpaw sat down for a few heartbeats until the dizziness passed and his heart stopped pounding. When he looked up, he saw Talon, Tawnypelt, and Brambleclaw standing37 a few paw steps away. The Tribe cat waved his tail to point at something below the ridge.
“That’s where Stormfur led us into battle,” he meowed.
More cautiously this time, Lionpaw padded up to the edge and peered over. The ground fell away into a steep valley, with jagged rocks on either side. At the bottom a narrow stream wound its way among boulders38. He shivered, imagining that he could see the slopes running with the blood of cats and hear their screeches40 as they hurled41 themselves into the fight.
“We don’t go that way anymore,” Talon continued. “The intruders think it belongs to them now.”
“Maybe we need to teach them they’re wrong,” Tawnypelt suggested with a lash11 of her tail.
Talon shook his head. “It’s not worth it. We never found much prey there. If we go a bit farther along this ridge, we come to another valley with a stream. There’s grass growing there and a few bushes, and you can generally pick up a mouse or two, or even a rabbit if you’re lucky. We get moss42 for bedding from there, too.”
Lionpaw looked in the direction he pointed. A few fox-lengths farther along the ridge there was a twisted spike43 of stone like a lightning-blasted tree. “That would make a good border marker,” he suggested to Brambleclaw.
Brambleclaw nodded. “Good thinking. And the valley with the stream should be part of the Tribe’s territory.”
The Tribe cats made no comment, though they exchanged doubtful glances. With a flash of sympathy Lionpaw guessed that they might feel they were losing their territory anyway, to the Clan2 cats who were telling them what to do.
“Can you take us there, Talon?” Brambleclaw asked.
“Sure.” The big cave-guard set out along the ridge and Lionpaw followed with the other Clan cats, being very careful where he put his paws. The eagle, he was relieved to see, had disappeared.
The next valley, when they came to it, looked more inviting44 for hunting, with plenty of cover for prey. Talon would have turned down into it, but Brambleclaw urged them on, following the top of the ridge.
“We need to walk all the way around the border,” he meowed, “or at least where we think the border might be.”
“What?” Bird looked startled. “We can’t possibly go all that way in a single day.”
“It takes longer here, you know,” Gray added. “It’s not like traveling on flat ground.”
“I know that,” Brambleclaw responded, understanding in his amber45 eyes. “But time isn’t on your side. The intruders aren’t going to wait for you.”
Talon let out a low growl30. “You’re right. Let’s get going.”
He led the group of cats along the top of the valley, taking in the spike of stone as a border marker. The ridge dipped at the point where it crossed the head of the valley, where the stream poured out from a cleft46 between two rocks.
“This is another good place for a marker,” Brambleclaw explained. “Once the border is decided47, you’ll need to place scent48 markers every day, and it’s best to choose places that are easy to remember.”
Talon nodded, but Lionpaw thought he still didn’t look convinced that marking the territory was what the Tribe wanted to do.
From here their route lay across a plateau covered by loose, sharp stones, then over several steep ridges49 where there were no paths to guide them. The sun climbed high in the sky. Lionpaw’s legs ached, and he lost count of the number of times he scraped his pads on rough stone. He left smudges of blood behind him as he walked. Even the Tribe cats began to look exhausted50.
Brambleclaw halted abruptly51 as he rounded a huge boulder39 and Lionpaw almost crashed into him. The dark tabby’s fur was bristling52 and Lionpaw picked up the scent of anger. Alert for danger, he stretched up to look over his father’s shoulder.
He was overlooking a hollow with a pool at the bottom and a few straggly bushes. Three cats were just emerging from the shelter of the branches; the first one had a mouse dangling53 from his jaws54. All three of them paused and looked up curiously55.
“What’s going on?” a black tom asked. “What do you want?”
“We could ask you the same question,” Brambleclaw replied, taking a few paces forward to stand on the lip of the hollow.
Talon stalked up to stand beside him, and Tawnypelt joined him on the other side. Lionpaw noticed Bird and Gray taking up positions where they could spot any other intruders approaching, while Crowfeather skirted the top of the hollow until he could keep watch on the bushes from the other side.
The black tom who had spoken narrowed his eyes. “If you’re looking for a fight, you can have one.”
“We’re not looking for a fight.” Brambleclaw’s voice was calm, though Lionpaw saw his neck fur still fluffed out and knew he was poised56 to launch himself into battle if he had to. “We’re setting boundaries. This will be the Tribe’s territory, but you and your friends can have the rest of the mountains. When we’ve finished, it will be clear which parts are which.”
Lionpaw thought that sounded fair, but the trespassers obviously didn’t agree. The third of the party, a pale gray she-cat, looked up at Brambleclaw with cold blue eyes. “Who are you to tell us where we can’t go?” she asked scornfully. “We have a right to hunt where we like.”
“This is our place,” Talon growled.
“Then stop us,” the she-cat challenged him. “You haven’t managed it so far.”
“And your borders won’t stop us, either,” the black tom added.
Talon’s tail lashed57 and he crouched down, ready to spring. Across the hollow, Crowfeather let out an earsplitting yowl. The three intruders drew closer together, their claws out and their ears flattened58.
“Stop!” Brambleclaw raised his tail. “There’ll be no blood shed today. Go back to your leader, if you have one,” he told the trespassing59 cats. “Tell all your cats that the borders will be in place from tomorrow and must not be crossed.” He stepped back from the edge of the hollow and gestured to Talon with his tail. “Let them go.”
The big cave-guard let out a snarl60 as the intruders stalked past him, but he didn’t lift a paw to stop them. “Next time you won’t be so lucky,” he spat61.
The only reply was an insolent62 tail wave from the gray she-cat as the intruders disappeared between two boulders. Tawnypelt bounded after them, halting at the spot where they had vanished.
“They’ve gone,” she reported after a few heartbeats.
But they’ll be back. Lionpaw didn’t speak the thought aloud, but he guessed that every cat there shared it.
“What’s the point of all this?” Gray asked despondently63. “Those cats will never respect our borders.”
“We might as well go back to the cave,” Bird agreed.
“No, you mustn’t give up,” Brambleclaw urged them. “Once the borders are in place, you can keep reinforcing the scent markers until the trespassers finally get the message.”
Lionpaw wasn’t sure his father was right. Surely borders depended on agreement from both sides? And if one side didn’t agree, the scent markers had to be backed up by teeth and claws. Were the Tribe cats capable of fighting to protect their territory?
Talon led the way around the hollow, enclosing it within the Tribe’s territory, then headed between the boulders and through a narrow split in the rock wall, a twisting path just wide enough for one cat at a time. The fur on Talon’s broad shoulders brushed the rock on either side.
They had traveled down this trail for several fox-lengths when they came to a place where it grew a little wider, with tumbled stones at the foot of the cliff face. A wild screech sounded from above their heads. A heartbeat later a body landed on top of Lionpaw, knocking him off his paws. He rolled onto his side to find he was facing a young tortoiseshell with lightning streaks64 on her face.
“I know you!” he gasped. “I saw you yesterday.”
The tortoiseshell lashed out with one paw and batted him over the head. Lionpaw barely registered that she hadn’t unsheathed her claws. After the exhausting, frustrating66 day, all he wanted was to stretch his muscles in a fight. He sprang up and hurled himself on top of the young cat.
As he battered67 her with his hind22 paws he caught a glimpse of Tawnypelt rolling over and over with a gray cat clinging to her fur. Another young cat was riding on Talon’s shoulders, screeching68 and digging in his claws. More scuffling noises came from farther up the path; the air was filled with shrieks69 and caterwauls.
There was hardly enough room on the narrow trail to fight effectively. The tortoiseshell threw Lionpaw off, scrambled70 up onto a boulder, and spat defiance71 at him, her back arched and her tail fluffed out.
Spinning around, Lionpaw saw Brambleclaw with a huge paw planted on the neck of a young ginger72 tom, while just beyond him a pair of identical tabbies had Bird down on her side, raking their claws through her fur. With a yowl of rage, Lionpaw leaped right over Brambleclaw and flung himself on the nearest tabby.
“Don’t shed any more blood than you must!” Brambleclaw hissed at him.
Lionpaw was almost too furious to listen. But he kept his claws sheathed65 as he knocked one tabby aside and bared his teeth at the other while he helped Bird regain73 her paws.
Almost as soon as it had begun, the fight was over. The trespassing cats scattered74, fleeing down the path in one direction or the other, or leaping back up the rocks and disappearing.
Brambleclaw padded up to Lionpaw and pushed his muzzle75 into the fur on his shoulder. “Well fought,” he meowed. “Are you okay?”
Warmth spread through Lionpaw from ears to tail tip at his father’s praise. “I’m fine,” he replied. “They weren’t fighting hard.”
“They looked like apprentices to me.” Crowfeather padded up, spitting out a mouthful of gray fur.
“Maybe they were having a bit of fun,” Brambleclaw suggested.
“Fun!” Crowfeather rolled his eyes.
“They were just trying to scare us.” Tawnypelt leaped down from the boulder where she had sprung to chase off her attacker. “They weren’t hunting or protecting their camp.”
“You Clan cats fought well.” Talon staggered back along the path. He hesitated and added almost to himself, “Won’t these battles ever end?”
Gray and Bird were exchanging uneasy glances. Bird murmured, “I don’t think we’ll ever have our home to ourselves again.”
The Tribe cats had come off worst in the battle, Lionpaw realized. Gray’s ear was bleeding, while Bird had scratches down one side and Talon had lost fur from his shoulders. They really needed to learn warrior fighting techniques.
But instead, they seemed to be giving up. What hope was there for the Clan cats to help them, if the Tribe cats wouldn’t even help themselves?
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