CHAPTER4
Lionblaze halted in the center ofthe clearing and let Rainstorm sink to the ground, where he sprawled1 on his side with his legs folded untidily beneath him. The RiverClan warrior3 looked like a mess: With mud plastering his fur to his sides, it was obvious how scrawny he was, as if he hadn’t had a good meal in a moon. Lionblaze couldn’t help feeling sorry for him.
RiverClan must be in big trouble if they get that angry about a dead fish.
Thornclaw had bounded away up the tumbled rocks to find Firestar in his den4. Lionblaze was left to wait with Rainstorm and Jayfeather, who had joined them when they reached the shore and accompanied them back to camp. Lionblaze’s shoulders ached from supporting Rainstorm on the long trek5 from the lake, and his mouth was parched6 with thirst. It was nearly sunhigh, and the air in the hollow was quivering with heat. The mud on Rainstorm’s pelt7 was already baked dry.
If we hadn’t run into all this trouble, we’d have been back with the water long ago, Lionblaze thought. We should be resting when it’s this hot
More of the ThunderClan cats were appearing from their dens8, gazing curiously9 at the RiverClan warrior.
“What’s hedoing here?” Blossompaw emerged from the elders’ den with a huge ball of bedding, dropped it, and bounced across the clearing to get a closer look. “Is he a prisoner?”
“No, he had an accident,” Lionblaze explained. “He’ll go back to RiverClan once he’s rested.”
“I don’t see why he has to rest here.” Mousefur had followed the apprentice10 out, guiding Longtail with her tail on his shoulder, and Purdy just behind. She gave Rainstorm a suspicious sniff11. “Ugh! He smells like a rotting fish!”
“And where’s our water?” Purdy added.
“Is Rainstorm hurt?” Brightheart asked more sympathetically. “Jayfeather, do you need me to get some herbs?”
Lionblaze began to explain what had happened beside the lake. He left out the fact that Rainstorm had charged at Ivypaw; he hoped that the RiverClan warrior wouldn’t really have hurt such a young apprentice, and there was no point in arousing more hostility13.
“Some cat will need to keep an eye on him,” Brambleclaw meowed when Lionblaze had finished telling the story. “We can’t have him wandering around the camp.”
“He doesn’t look as if he’ll be wandering anywhere for a while,” Sandstorm pointed14 out with a flick15 of her ears.
The comments died away as Firestar appeared with Thornclaw and shouldered his way through the gathering16 crowd of cats until he stood in front of the RiverClan warrior. Rainstorm struggled to sit up and face him, though Lionblaze could tell how much effort it took.
Firestar dipped his head to the RiverClan tom with cool politeness. “Greetings, Rainstorm,” he meowed. “Thornclaw told me what happened.”
“Yes, I…” Rainstorm hesitated as if the words were choking him, then added, “I’m grateful to your warriors17 for helping18 me.”
“We would help any cat in trouble,” Firestar replied. “You’d better stay here until sunset, and then go home when it’s cooler. Lionblaze will show you a quiet spot where you can sleep.”
“I’ll keep guard over him,” Brambleclaw added.
“Good idea,” Firestar meowed, while several of the other ThunderClan cats murmured agreement.
“Can he have some fresh-kill?” Ferncloud asked, her gentle gaze fixed19 sympathetically on Rainstorm.
“We don’t have enough for ourselves,” Thornclaw snapped, without waiting for the Clan2 leader to respond. “Firestar, I had an idea while we were bringing him back here. We saved his miserable20 life; why shouldn’t ThunderClan get something out of it?”
Firestar turned to look at him, a puzzled expression on his face. “What do you mean?”
“Well, we’ve got one of RiverClan’s warriors here. Why not send a message to Leopardstar that she can only have him back if she lets us have some fish?”
“What?” Rainstorm protested. “You can’t do that!”
“We can do what we like, mange-pelt,” Thornclaw retorted, unsheathing his claws. “Don’t you think we deserve a reward for helping you?”
“That’s right!” some cat exclaimed from the back of the crowd.
“Are you mouse-brained?” Jayfeather growled21, whipping his head around to face the speaker. “What do wewant with RiverClan’s fish? It smells disgusting.”
Glancing around, Lionblaze could see that several of the cats looked as if they agreed with Thornclaw, in spite of what Jayfeather had said. Why not?he thought. We’re hungry enough. But the thought of keeping a Clan warrior prisoner made his pelt prickle with uneasiness.
“What do you think, Firestar?” Sandstorm prompted quietly.
Firestar was silent for a moment, while Rainstorm’s gaze flickered22 from one cat to the next as if he could read his fate in their eyes.
“I think Thornclaw’s right.” Spiderleg, dried mud still clinging to his pelt, pushed his way to the front of the crowd. “Maybe it would teach RiverClan to stay away from our side of the lake.”
“And to stop telling other Clans23 what they can do,” Cloudtail added. “Leopardstar’s getting way too big for her fur.”
“No, they’re just desperate,” Brackenfur argued. “This heat—”
“It’s hot over here, too,” Mousefur snapped.
“Firestar?” Brambleclaw raised his tail to silence the arguing cats. “What do you want us to do?”
Finally Firestar shook his head. “I’m sorry, Thornclaw. I know you want what’s best for the Clan, and I admit that I don’t like turning down the chance of some extra food. But there’s nothing in the warrior code that allows us to use a cat from another Clan to bargain with.”
“That’s right,” Squirrelflight added, padding up to her father’s side. “We would just be making things worse.”
Thornclaw opened his jaws24 as if he was going to argue, then closed them again, shrugging. “Whatever you say, Firestar,” he muttered.
“Brambleclaw, show Rainstorm where he can rest,” Firestar instructed. “Later, when it’s cooler, you can lead a patrol to escort him back to RiverClan.”
Lionblaze crept into the shadow of a rock and managed to snatch some sleep. His dreams were dark and confused, and when he woke he felt almost as tired as when he had first curled up.
Long shadows stretched across the clearing as he padded to the pitifully small fresh-kill pile, and the sky above the trees was streaked25 with scarlet26. The scorching27 heat of sunhigh had faded, but the air was still heavy and stale.
Maybe I can get some cats together for a hunting patrol
“Hey, Lionblaze!”
Lionblaze swung around at the sound of Brambleclaw’s voice. The Clan deputy was bounding toward him; Rainstorm followed more slowly. The RiverClan warrior’s paw steps were firmer now, though he still looked exhausted.
“I’m leading a patrol to take Rainstorm home,” Brambleclaw explained as he came up to Lionblaze. “I’d like you to come.”
“Sure. Can I bring Dovepaw? It would be good experience for her.”
At Brambleclaw’s nod, he looked around for his apprentice and spotted28 her outside her new den with Ivypaw and Cinderheart. When he waved his tail, all three cats came trotting29 over.
Meanwhile, Brambleclaw ducked into the warriors’ den and emerged with Brackenfur and Sorreltail. Lionblaze noticed that he hadn’t chosen any of the cats who had wanted to keep Rainstorm hostage until RiverClan gave them some fish.
“We’re going over to RiverClan with Rainstorm,” Lionblaze told Dovepaw as she approached.
“Great!” Dovepaw gave a little bounce of excitement. “I’ll get to see some other territories.”
“Can’t we go too?” Ivypaw asked, looking up at Cinderheart with disappointment in her eyes.
“Sorry, no,” Cinderheart replied. “You’ll both have to get used to being separated for your duties,” she added to her downcast apprentice. “We’ll go to the training clearing instead, and I’ll teach you your first fighting moves.”
“Great!” Ivypaw cheered up at once, her eyes gleaming. “Dovepaw, I’ll flatten30 you when you get back!”
Brambleclaw gathered his patrol together with a sweep of his tail and led the way out of the thorn tunnel. As soon as they set off into the forest, Lionblaze realized that they were heading for ShadowClan territory.
“Wouldn’t it be safer to go the other way, past WindClan?” he suggested.
Brambleclaw gave him a brief glance from thoughtful amber32 eyes. “We’ve had just as much trouble with WindClan lately,” he replied. “Besides, it’s farther that way, and I’m not sure how long Rainstorm will be able to keep going. I think that if we cut straight across the mud, staying between what’s left of the lake and ShadowClan’s territory, we shouldn’t have any problems.”
“I hope you’re right,” Lionblaze muttered.
They emerged from the trees not far from the stream that marked the border with ShadowClan. Lionblaze shot a dismayed glance at the exposed mud at the bottom. “This stream used to be full to the brim,” he told Dovepaw as she padded up to stand beside him and peered down curiously at the empty stream. “Water flowed constantly into the lake, but now most of it is gone.”
“Is that why the lake has shrunk?” Dovepaw asked, tipping her head to one side.
“Partly,” Lionblaze replied.
“So why did the stream go away?”
“No cat knows. I suppose it must be the heat.”
Dovepaw stared upstream to where the channel curved away, hidden beneath wilting33 clumps34 of fern. Her whiskers were quivering and her claws flexed35 in and out.
“There’s nothing we can do about it,” Lionblaze told her. “Let’s keep going.”
Dovepaw jumped as if he had startled her, though he couldn’t see what had sent her into such deep concentration.
“What—” he began, but at that moment a yowl interrupted him. “Lionblaze! Are you with this patrol or not?”
Brambleclaw had led the rest of the cats out onto the dried-up lake and paused, glancing back over his shoulder as he called out to Lionblaze.
“Sorry!” Lionblaze called back. With Dovepaw scampering36 behind him, he raced onto the hard brown mud and fell in at the back of the patrol. “Stay beside me,” he warned Dovepaw. “And if we see any ShadowClan warriors, let Brambleclaw handle it.”
“What if they attack us?” Dovepaw mewed; she looked excited rather than afraid.
“I don’t think they will. But if they do,” Lionblaze warned her, “stay out of it if you possibly can. You’re not trained; a ShadowClan warrior could turn you into crow-food with one paw.”
Lionblaze didn’t scold her. He remembered what it had felt like to be an apprentice, desperate to prove himself and learn all the skills of a warrior. He liked this little she-cat; she was brave and curious, and he guessed she would learn quickly.
Are you the One?he wondered as he watched her padding purposefully across the mud, her gaze flicking38 from side to side as if she was checking for the approach of ShadowClan cats. Or is it your sister? I wish StarClan would send us a sign
To his relief, there was no trace of ShadowClan patrols as the ThunderClan cats trekked39 across the mud. Lionblaze couldn’t help feeling as if hostile eyes were gazing at him from the undergrowth on the bank, but no cats appeared.
The last of the sunlight was fading and the moon had risen above the trees by the time the patrol reached the edge of RiverClan territory.
“You go ahead now,” Brambleclaw meowed to Rainstorm. “Lead us to your camp.”
“There’s no need for you to go anywhere near our camp,” Rainstorm retorted, sounding a bit more belligerent40 now that he was back on his own territory. “I’ll be fine on my own from now on.”
“I want Leopardstar to hear ourside of what happened,” Brambleclaw replied; only a tiny flick of the tip of his tail told Lionblaze that he was irritated. “And if she offers us some fish in return for looking after you, we won’t say no.”
“We don’t have any prey41 to share with other Clans,” Rainstorm snapped as he turned and led the way up the bank and onto RiverClan territory.
The RiverClan cats had made their camp on a wedge of land between two streams. Usually the waters ran high, but now the land was completely dry. The lush growth of plants that normally edged the stream had wilted42 and shriveled, exposing soil baked hard by the sun. The smell of rotting weed and dead fish hung in the air like smoke.
Lionblaze’s fur prickled. They were trespassing43 on another Clan’s territory, and even though they had good reason, the RiverClan cats might not see it that way.
“Will they drive us off?” Dovepaw asked in a whisper.
Lionblaze jumped; he had done his best to hide his worries from his apprentice, and he hadn’t expected her to be so perceptive44. “It’s possible,” he whispered back. “If there’s any trouble, stay close to me. And keep your eyes and ears open.”
As Rainstorm led the ThunderClan patrol across the dried-up streambed and up the bank on the other side, a gray-furred she-cat emerged from the undergrowth. Some of Lionblaze’s anxiety faded as he recognized Mistyfoot, the RiverClan deputy. Mistyfoot was a reasonable cat, and she had been friendly to ThunderClan in the past.
But there was nothing friendly in Mistyfoot’s tone as her blue gaze swept over the patrol. “What are you doing here?” she demanded. “And what happened to Rainstorm?”
“These cats kept me in their camp—” Rainstorm began.
“We allowed him to stayin our camp,” Brambleclaw interrupted. “Lionblaze and Thornclaw rescued him when he fell into a muddy hole at the edge of the lake. If it wasn’t for them, he would be hunting with StarClan by now.”
“Is that true?” Mistyfoot asked Rainstorm.
The RiverClan warrior ducked his head. “Yes. And I’m grateful to them. But then they said that they wouldn’t let me come back home unless Leopardstar gave them some fish.”
“We discussed that,” Brambleclaw admitted, sounding slightly awkward. “But Firestar said it would be breaking the warrior code. So we let Rainstorm rest through the worst of the heat, and now we’ve brought him back. May we speak to Leopardstar?” he added politely.
“Leopardstar is busy.” Mistyfoot’s tone was unusually curt46, and Lionblaze wondered if she was hiding something. “I’m grateful for your help,” she went on, “and if we had fish to spare I would give you some, but we don’t.”
The two deputies were still for a couple of heartbeats, their gazes locked together. Lionblaze guessed that Brambleclaw was wondering whether to insist on seeing Leopardstar. Come on, Brambleclaw. You’re not going to win an argument, or a fight, right here in RiverClan’s camp!
Beside him, Dovepaw stood with her ears alert and her whiskers twitching47, while her brilliant golden gaze seemed to bore through the undergrowth right into the RiverClan camp.
I wish she really could see what’s going on there, Lionblaze thought. There’s something that RiverClan isn’t telling us.
Eventually Brambleclaw dipped his head. “Then we’ll say good-bye, Mistyfoot. Please give Firestar’s respects to Leopardstar. And may StarClan light your path.”
Mistyfoot looked relieved. “And yours, Brambleclaw,” she replied. “Thank you for helping our warrior.” Beckoning48 to Rainstorm with her tail, she turned and disappeared into the undergrowth, heading for the center of the camp. Rainstorm gave an awkward nod to the ThunderClan cats, muttered, “Thanks,” and followed her.
“Well!” Sorreltail exclaimed. “He could have sounded a bit more grateful! Any cat would think we’d pulled his tail out.”
Brambleclaw shrugged49. “No cat likes to admit they needed help from another Clan. Come on.” He bounded back across the dried-up stream, making rapidly for the edge of the territory. Brackenfur and Sorreltail kept pace with him, and Lionblaze and Dovepaw brought up the rear, glancing over their shoulders every now and then to make sure no RiverClan cats were following them.
“Lionblaze,” Dovepaw panted as her shorter legs struggled to keep up, “was that blue-furred cat the RiverClan deputy?”
“That’s right: Mistyfoot. She’s a great cat.”
“She’s very worried, isn’t she?”
Lionblaze was faintly surprised at his apprentice’s comment. He’d guessed there were things Mistyfoot wasn’t telling them, but he wouldn’t have said she was worried. “Every cat is worried about the drought and the shortage of prey,” he pointed out.
Dovepaw shook her head. “Oh, I think it’s more than that, don’t you? I think she must be worried about the sick cat.”
Lionblaze halted at the edge of the muddy bottom of the lake and stared at her. “What sick cat?”
“There’s a very sick cat in the RiverClan camp,” Dovepaw meowed, her pale golden eyes wide with surprise. “Couldn’t you tell?”
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gathering
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