“Why don’t you two go tosleep?” Lionpaw grumbled1, circling in his nest yet again.
Icepaw and Foxpaw had been whispering in the dark ever since Whitewing had sent them to their nests. With only five apprentices3 left in the den5, the noise seemed louder than usual. Hollypaw was asleep with her tail covering her ears, and Cinderpaw snored gently beside her. Didn’t Icepaw and Foxpaw need rest, too? Lionpaw tried to make himself comfortable, but his moss6 felt lumpy.
“What are you whispering about, anyway?” he hissed7 at the two young apprentices.
“Nothing important,” Foxpaw mewed.
Lionpaw wriggled8, feeling a pebble9 deep in his nest. Perhaps that was what was making him so uncomfortable. He rooted down through the moss, feeling for the stone and wishing he were asleep.
The whispering started again.
“Shut up!” Lionpaw hissed.
“It wasn’t us!” Icepaw retorted indignantly.
Lionpaw tensed. Who was it then? He sat up in his nest. Something was moving outside. A faint shadow flickered11 over the branches of the den. Lionpaw tasted the air. A musky tang filled his mouth. Not ThunderClan.
He froze.
WindClan!
Had they come to ask for help? But why now, under cover of darkness? He crept to the entrance of the den.
“Where are you going?” Foxpaw whispered.
“Shh!”
Peering out, Lionpaw saw thin shadows streaming through the thorn tunnel. The light-footed shapes were filling the clearing, hardly visible under the moonless sky.
He blinked in disbelief. An invasion?
“Attack!” Lionpaw screeched13 the alarm and shot from the den. He slammed into a WindClan cat, surprised that the wraithlike14 warrior15 felt so real. Noise exploded around him as, snarling16 and hissing17, the WindClan invaders18 turned on him. He lashed19 out at the barrage20 of paws, keeping his hind21 paws firmly planted against the onslaught.
Then he dropped and crouched22, letting the attackers fall in upon themselves, and wriggled out of the melee23.
ThunderClan warriors24 were streaming from their den, pelts26 bristling27, eyes wide with shock. Hollypaw raced into the clearing with Cinderpaw, Icepaw, and Foxpaw at her heels. “Why are they attacking us?”
This was no time for questions.
“Circle the clearing and pick off the outsiders!” Lionpaw ordered.
He ducked as a WindClan warrior leaped for him, then arched his back. His attacker rolled clumsily over him, landing wrong-footed as Lionpaw spun28 and leaped for his throat.
Only just in time, he re-aimed his attack, biting the WindClan warrior sharply behind the ear and rolling him to the ground. I nearly killed you!Lionpaw realized how close he’d come to tearing this warrior’s throat out. “Get out of my camp!” he hissed, hooking the warrior with his forepaws and raking his belly29 with his hind. Or Iwill kill you!
The WindClan warrior wriggled from his grasp but didn’t flee, only disappeared into the throng30 of cats fighting in the clearing. Lionpaw tried to follow him, but the WindClan warrior’s pelt25 disappeared into the gray, writhing31 mass.
A flash of white! Cloudtail was shouldering his way through the crowd. Sandstorm’s pelt glowed at the far side of the battle; close by, Lionpaw could make out the white-patched pelts of Sorreltail and Brightheart. Whitewing was outside the elders’ den, slashing32 side by side with her apprentice4, Icepaw, at an advancing line of WindClan warriors. Graystripe reared up at the entrance to the nursery, battering34 a WindClan cat with such force that it scrambled35 backward, hissing, into the crowd.
Brightheart rolled past him, grappling with a spitting WindClan tom.
Graystripe grabbed the tom, hooking him away from his Clanmate and tossing him aside like fresh-kill. “Get inside the nursery!” he yowled.
While Brightheart slid inside the nursery to defend the queens and kits36, Graystripe planted his paws at the entrance, his glittering eyes daring any cat to come close.
“Lionpaw!” Ashfur’s yowl sounded from the elders’ den. “Get over here!”
Lionpaw scooted around the edge of the battle, ducking past flailing37 paws. Whitewing and Icepaw were still fighting the oncoming WindClan warriors, their fur darkened with blood.
“We’ve got to get Longtail and Mousefur onto Highledge,” Ashfur growled39. “I’ll help Whitewing and Icepaw hold this lot off.” He rolled onto his back and shoved a WindClan warrior away with his hind paws. “You guide Longtail and Mousefur up the rocks to the ledge38.”
Lionpaw glanced at Icepaw, grappling with a young WindClan tom. Her eyes shone with fury as she battered40 his ears with blow after blow.
“Get on with it!” Ashfur screeched.
Lionpaw darted41 into the elders’ den. Longtail and Mousefur were crouching42 at the back of the honeysuckle cave, fur bristling, claws unsheathed.
“You need to follow me to Highledge.”
“We should be fighting,” Mousefur spat43.
“You may have to,” Lionpaw told her. “But for now, it’ll be easier to chase WindClan off if we don’t have to worry about you.” He knew it was blunt, but there was no time for tact44. All their lives were at stake. He checked the den entrance. Ashfur and Whitewing were pushing WindClan back. Icepaw, her muzzle45 glistening46 with fresh blood, had fought off the tom. She narrowed her eyes, then lunged at the hind legs of the WindClan warrior battering Whitewing.
They’d created a gap in front of the den big enough to guide the elders through. Lionpaw turned and nudged Mousefur out, then Longtail. He slid alongside them, shielding them from lashing33 tails and thrashing paws as they made their way to the tumble of rocks leading to Highledge.
Hurry up!He willed Mousefur on.
Longtail was already climbing the rocks, but Mousefur was hobbling as though each step was a struggle. Leaning against her, Lionpaw took her weight and guided her upward.
“Stop!” Firestar stood on the ledge above them, eyes blazing with rage. His yowl rang like thunder around the walls of the hollow.
Lionpaw halted and the cats grew still, all eyes turning to the ThunderClan leader.
“How dare you?” Firestar roared.
The mass of cats parted to reveal Onestar in the midst. The WindClan leader had led the attack himself! Lionpaw stiffened47. This was no raiding party. This was war.
Starlight glittered in Onestar’s eyes. “We darebecause we are true warriors,” he meowed evenly. “This battle has been too long coming. ThunderClan must learn that they are not the most important Clan12 in the forest.”
Firestar listened, still as rock.
“You watch the suffering of others, waiting to be begged for help like you belong to StarClan.” Onestar lashed his tail. “We will not beg. We are warriors! We will fight for the prey48 and the territory we need to survive.”
Firestar’s eyes grew wide. “So you invade our camp?” The ThunderClan leader was outraged49.
“We want to make sure you get the message,” hissed Onestar. “You think being a warrior means saving mountain cats and rescuing strays. We think it’s about taking care of our Clan.”
That’s unfair!Where would anyof the Clans50 be now if it weren’t for Firestar? Lionpaw dug his claws into the loose rock to stop himself from leaping at the WindClan leader’s throat.
Firestar leaped down from Highledge, landing lightly, and padded toward Onestar. The Clans drew back to let him pass. He stopped, unblinking, a whisker away from the WindClan leader. “If you want a battle,” he growled, “then you have one.”
Onestar flicked51 his tail and Lionpaw tensed, ready to push Longtail and Mousefur up to safety when the camp exploded once more into battle. But, to his astonishment52, the WindClan cats turned and swarmed53 out through the thorn tunnel, their paw steps fading into the forest as the barrier grew still.
“Ha!” Icepaw bounded forward. “They’re too scared to fight us!”
Dustpelt narrowed his eyes. “It doesn’t make sense,” he growled. “Why go to the trouble of attacking at night and then leave? They had the advantage. We were totally unprepared.”
“We’re not unprepared now,” Foxpaw mewed, flicking54 his back legs out in a well-rehearsed battle move.
“I want a patrol to follow them,” Firestar ordered. “I want to be sure they’ve left our territory.”
“I’ll go!” Dustpelt volunteered at once.
Firestar nodded. “Take Birchfall, Cloudtail…” He glanced around his Clan.
Lionpaw leaned forward.
“…Ashfur and Lionpaw, you go with them.”
Yes!Lionpaw bounded down the rocks.
“Is anyone wounded?” Firestar called. Leafpool and Jaypaw were already weaving among the warriors, bundles of herbs in their jaws55.
Whitewing was licking the blood spatters from her pelt.
Firestar looked at her anxiously. “Whitewing?”
“Just a few scratches,” she meowed. “Mostly WindClan blood.”
“Good.” Firestar nodded. “I want you to lead a patrol to the ShadowClan border to make sure all’s quiet there. Take Brackenfur and Sorreltail.”
Hollypaw padded forward. “Can I go?”
“Yes,” Firestar agreed. “Icepaw, you go with them too.” He looked at Graystripe, who was still guarding the nursery.
“Do you want me to go?” Graystripe volunteered.
“No,” Firestar answered. “We need strong warriors to protect the camp in case WindClan return, and I can’t think of anyone who would defend the nursery more fiercely than you.
“Brambleclaw!” He turned to his deputy. “Why wasn’t the entrance guarded tonight?”
Brambleclaw’s gaze darkened. “The extra patrols have stretched us to the limit.”
“Guard it now,” Firestar told him. “From now on, it will be guarded day and night, patrols or no patrols. We shall just have to manage on less sleep till this danger passes.”
Mewling sounded from the nursery, and Graystripe stiffened. Brightheart popped her head out. “The kits are frightened but they’re all okay.”
Toadkit slid out beside her. “I wanted to see the battle!”
Brightheart grabbed him by the scruff and scooped56 him back inside.
“Sandstorm.” Firestar turned to his mate. “The thorn barrier must be strengthened. We’ll weave in all the extra brambles we can find. I want everyone working together.”
Sandstorm dipped her head.
Lionpaw raced to the entrance, where Dustpelt was already waiting with Cloudtail. Ashfur and Birchfall joined them.
Dustpelt flicked his tail. “Ready?”
Cloudtail nodded. Birchfall kneaded the ground. Lionpaw could hardly keep his paws still. He wanted to watch WindClan as they fled like cowards over the border.
“Come on.” Dustpelt turned and pounded into the forest, and Lionpaw followed, blood roaring in his ears.
The woods smelled of WindClan, and Lionpaw wrinkled his nose.Warriors?They were nothing but thieves and bullies57.
Perhaps we’ll catch them before they reach the border.His paws itched58 for battle. He would beat WindClan just like he’d beaten the mountain cats. They were both scrawny bunches of prey-stealers.
Cloudtail raced into the lead, signaling for the patrol to slow down. He was the Clan’s best tracker; no WindClan scent59 would escape him. He led them straight for the border, stopping and sniffing61 at twigs62 and leaves before nodding and moving on to the next scent.
As they neared WindClan’s part of the forest, he halted beside a low-spreading yew64. He sniffed65 it and then turned his head, ears pricking66. Padding into a dip, he sniffed at a bramble and frowned. He jumped onto the bank, which led down to the border stream, and opened his mouth to draw in scent. Shaking his head, he glanced back at his Clanmates.
“What is it?” Dustpelt demanded.
“They split up here,” Cloudtail meowed.
Dustpelt flattened67 his ears. “They did what?”
Cloudtail flicked his tail toward the yew. “One group went that way.”
Toward the old Thunderpath!An ominous68 feeling rumbled2 in Lionpaw’s belly.
“Another went that way.” Cloudtail was pointing his nose toward the lake. “And the other—”
Birchfall cut him off. “The other?”
Cloudtail was looking upstream. “The othergroup has gone deeper into the woods,” he finished.
Lionpaw gulped69. That was where the tunnel entrance lay.
“Then noneof them have crossed back over the border?” Ashfur circled his Clanmates, pelt bristling.
“Not as far as I can tell,” Cloudtail meowed. “This is as close to the border as the scents70 go.”
“Isn’t there any fresh scent on the border at all?”
Cloudtail shook his head.
Ashfur narrowed his eyes. “So they didn’t come inthis way either.”
“They must have crossed the moorland border,” Birchfall guessed.
Lionpaw prayed it was true. But he couldn’t forget the fox den he had found. Had WindClan found it too? Had they used it to invade ThunderClan territory? He fought down the urge to race to the thicket71 and check for WindClan scents. How would he explain his suspicions to the others?
“We should get back to camp,” Birchfall warned. “WindClan are still on our land.” Eyes round with worry, he glanced at his Clanmates before bounding away. Lionpaw raced after him, Cloudtail and Dustpelt on his heels. The forest floor blurred72 beneath his paws as they sped for home.
“Firestar!” Dustpelt exploded through the thorn tunnel and called to the ThunderClan leader.
Lionpaw saw with relief that the camp was the same as when they had left. Foxpaw and Icepaw were passing up brambles to Brightheart, who stretched up to weave them into the thorn barrier. Spiderleg was dragging more branches out from behind the medicine den, while Berrynose and Honeyfern pressed mud and leaves around the bottom of the barrier to root it more firmly into place. Graystripe paced outside the nursery, the fur bristling along his spine73. Mousefur and Longtail crouched on Highledge.
Firestar looked up sharply. “Have they left?” He had been talking with Brambleclaw in the middle of the moonlit clearing
Dustpelt shook his head.
“What?” Firestar dug his claws into the soft earth.
“They’ve split up into three groups and disappeared.”
Graystripe hurried from the nursery. “Split up?”
“They must be trying to weaken us by dividing us up,” Brambleclaw growled.
“The attack on the camp was just to get our attention,” Firestar concluded. “They want to draw us out into the forest.”
“If they’ve split up, they’ve weakened themselves too,” Dustpelt pointed74 out.
“But they have the advantage of surprise,” Graystripe muttered. “They know we’re coming.”
“And we don’t know where they’re hiding,” Dustpelt finished.
Brightheart left her work at the barrier and padded into the clearing. Spiderleg, Berrynose, and Honeyfern joined her, ears pricked75 and tails flicking nervously76.
“We know which way they headed,” Cloudtail meowed. “One group went up toward the top of the territory, one went down toward the lake, and it looks like one doubled back and headed for the old Twoleg path.”
“How in the name of StarClan did they know which way to go?” Dustpelt wondered.
Firestar frowned. “It looks like they know our territory better than we imagined.”
“That’s impossible!” Brambleclaw insisted. “Our patrols have kept them from crossing the border.”
Lionpaw listened silently, his belly churning as he pictured WindClan warriors creeping night after night from the fox hole, past the patrols, and into the very heart of ThunderClan territory to scout77 for places to fight.
The thorn barrier shook as Whitewing charged into the camp. “No sign of trouble on the ShadowClan border!”
Brackenfur and Hollypaw raced in after her, Icepaw and Sorreltail on their heels.
Firestar faced them. “WindClan have split up and are still on our territory.”
Hollypaw’s eyes widened.
“They didn’t leave?” Sorreltail gasped78.
“No.” Firestar paced the clearing. “We need three battle patrols to go out and find them. A fourth patrol will stay behind to defend the camp.” He swung his head toward his old friend. “Graystripe, that will be your duty.”
Graystripe nodded.
“I’ll lead one patrol. Brambleclaw, you lead the second, and Dustpelt will lead the third.”
By now the whole Clan was gathered around their leader. Leafpool and Jaypaw listened from outside the medicine den. Firestar scanned the anxious faces. “ThunderClan will defend its territory,” he promised. “Ashfur, Lionpaw, Berrynose, Spiderleg, Poppyfrost, you’ll follow me.” He turned to Brambleclaw and Dustpelt. “Pick your own warriors. Leafpool and Jaypaw will stay in camp with the queens and elders. Brightheart and Whitewing, you stay with them. Cinderpaw, Ferncloud, and Icepaw, you stay too.”
Cinderpaw looked ready to argue, but held her tongue.
Icepaw wasn’t so wise. “But I—” she began to complain.
Firestar glared at her. “Do you think kits and elders aren’t worth defending?”
“Of c-course!” Icepaw backed away.
Dustpelt and Brambleclaw began to gather their patrols, choosing cats with a flick10 of their tail. The Clan divided like water around rocks, pooling behind the two warriors.
“Are we ready?” Firestar asked.
Brambleclaw beckoned79 Mousewhisker and Hazeltail, then nodded.
“What about me?” Foxpaw mewed.
“You’ll be with us, of course,” Squirrelflight called from beside Dustpelt.
The apprentice hurried to his mentor80.
“I’ll head into the woods near the border,” Firestar declared.
Lionpaw pricked his ears. Would he have a chance to check out the fox hole? He might even be able to seal it up.
“Brambleclaw,” Firestar went on, “you go to the ShadowClan border. Check the abandoned Twoleg nest. And Dustpelt…”
The tabby warrior leaned forward.
“…you head for the lake.”
Lionpaw darted to Hollypaw’s side. “You’ll be careful?”
“I’ll do what I have to,” she answered.
Jaypaw’s gray pelt shimmered81 in the moonlight as he hurried from the medicine den. “You must bothcome back,” he told them. His blind blue gaze sparked with fear.
The prophecy!Was that all he cared about? Their territory was at stake.
“Of course we’ll come back,” Hollypaw promised, her voice catching82 in her throat. She brushed her cheek against Jaypaw’s.
Lionpaw felt a prickle of guilt83. Perhaps he wasjust worried about them.
At the entrance to the nursery, Millie pressed her muzzle into Graystripe’s pelt. She looked weary, but as she stepped back Lionpaw could see her eyes glittering with determination. She would die to save her kits.
Daisy squeezed out behind her and called across the clearing, “Take care, Spiderleg!” But the warrior was talking to Berrynose and didn’t turn. Had he heard?
Ferncloud weaved around Dustpelt, then nodded a brisk farewell to her mate before turning to Foxpaw. “Be strong and brave, and do exactly as you’re ordered.”
“Of course.” Foxpaw nodded.
Ferncloud opened her mouth to say more but turned away, her eyes clouding for an instant. She had watched her mate, Dustpelt, leave for battle many times, but it was harder to say good-bye to one of her kits.
Icepaw scampered84 to her mother’s side. “I’ll be strong and brave too!”
Ferncloud touched her muzzle to the little cat’s ear. “I know.”
“Lionpaw!” Firestar called from the mouth of the thorn tunnel. His patrol was already filing out into the forest.
“Good luck!” Lionpaw whispered to Hollypaw and Jaypaw before running out of the camp after his Clanmates.
Firestar led them quickly through the woods, keeping to the undergrowth. No cat spoke85 as they moved through the bushes. In the darkness, Lionpaw stumbled over roots and tripped on stones. They were heading into battle, but the familiar tingle86 of excitement was dulled by worry. What if his hunch87 was right? Had WindClan really been sneaking88 through the fox hole he’d discovered?
Berrynose was jostling behind him, but Lionpaw refused to let him pass.
“Mouse dung!” The cream-colored tom suddenly cursed.
Lionpaw turned to see him hopping89 about, flapping his paw.
“What happened?”
“A dumb mouse hole tripped me.”
“Are you okay?”
Berrynose pressed his sore paw carefully to the ground, then sighed with relief. “Nothing sprained90.”
The rest of the patrol had pushed on ahead.
“We’d better catch up,” Lionpaw whispered.
He quickened his pace, glancing back to make sure Berrynose was keeping up.
The scent of WindClan soured the air. Worse, it was growing stronger as they neared the border, until it seemed every leaf and twig63 were tainted91 by their stench. Lionpaw’s heart was racing92. Why hadn’t he done something about the tunnel? He should have told Firestar, or blocked it up.
An angry yowl made him jump.
“The fox-hearted cowards!” Firestar was furious.
Lionpaw burst from the undergrowth to see the ThunderClan leader standing93 at the edge of the thicket where the fox hole lay concealed94. The patrol gathered around it and, even in the moonlight filtering through the trees, the WindClan paw prints were obvious. The forest floor had been trodden to mud by the comings and goings of the WindClan intruders.
“They must have been using this for ages!” Ashfur growled.
Firestar stooped to sniff60 the prints. “They used it tonight; that’s for sure.”
Spiderleg was squeezing out of the thicket, using the same gap Lionpaw had wriggled through days earlier. “There’s a tunnel in here,” he confirmed. “I didn’t go down too far, but it stinks95 of WindClan, and leads toward their territory.”
“Then we must block it up,” Firestar ordered. “No more WindClan warriors will be coming in this way.”
“Or leaving,” Ashfur hissed.
Poppyfrost glanced around nervously. “But they’re here already.”
“Then we’ll deal with them next,” Firestar promised. He grabbed a dead branch in his jaws and rammed96 it into the gap in the thicket. “We can seal off the entrance to the tunnel later,” he meowed. “Blocking this opening should be enough for now.”
Ashfur turned and began kicking mud against the gap in the brambles. The others followed suit. Lionpaw grabbed a broken branch and shoved it in beside Firestar’s, churned-up earth spattering his flank. Why hadn’t he done this days ago?
Firestar nudged him out of the way. “You and Poppyfrost stand guard.” He nodded to the others. “We’ll continue checking the border.” He led them away from the thicket in silence, each cat prowling now as if hunting for prey. WindClan prey
Standing by the heap of branches blocking the way into the thicket, Lionpaw scanned the forest, whiskers stiff.
Poppyfrost paced a little ways from him, nose twitching97.
He glanced at her. “Any sign?”
She opened her mouth to answer, but a bush rustled98 a few tail-lengths ahead of them. She froze.
A shadow streaked99 toward her.
Nightcloud!
“Attac—” Lionpaw’s warning was cut off as Harespring shot from beneath a bramble and slammed him to the ground. Struggling to his paws, Lionpaw screeched again as WindClan warriors swarmed from the shadows on every side.
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sniffing
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sniffed
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pricking
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thicket
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blurred
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pricked
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nervously
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guilt
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| n.犯罪；内疚；过失，罪责 | |
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| n. 跳跃 动词hop的现在分词形式 | |
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stinks
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