Brambles rustled2 at the edge of a wood as a cat emerged into the open. Watchful3 eyes flicked4 to each side; then the cat strode out across a wide stretch of meadow grass, heading toward another belt of trees in the distance. Bright newleaf sun shone down on a landscape patched with fields and hedges. Twoleg dens5 clustered together beside a Thunderpath.
Even so early in the season, the sun was hot, and the cat’s ears flicked in irritation7 as flies buzzed around them. It will be cooler under the trees, the traveler thought, pausing for a moment to flex8 tired paws. And there’s not much farther to go. Just beyond that range of hills . . .
But before the cat reached the inviting9 shade of the wood, a loud hiss10 sounded and a second cat leaped out from under a nearby hedge: a tough, lean tom with a gray pelt11 and one bitten ear.
“What are you doing here?” the tom demanded. “If you’re looking for somewhere to rest, keep looking.
This is my place. And the prey12 around here is mine.” The traveling cat halted and looked the tom up and down with narrowed eyes. “Your place? You mean, you live in this hedge?”
“No, I’m from the farm over there.” The tom waved his tail in the direction of a large Twoleg den6 just visible above the thorns. “And I don’t like strangers.
Keep going, or I’l make you.” He bared his teeth and slid out his claws, his mangy cloud-colored fur fluffing up in anger.
The traveler rocked back on its haunches. It’s been a while since I used my fighting skills . . . but I’m not going to let this mange-pelt scare me. “I’m just passing through. I’m no threat to your precious prey.”
The farm cat let out a disbelieving snort and tilted13 his head to one side. “Are you one of those cats from the lake?”
“Because I’ve seen them coming this way before,” the gray tom replied. “Oh, they haven’t seen me, I’ve made sure of that. But I’ve heard them talking about the mountains.” He rol ed his eyes. “Who’d want to go al that way? Can’t they find enough food where they live?”
“Maybe they’re not looking for food.” The first cat’s voice was tinged15 with scorn. “There are other things in life, you know.”
The farm cat sat down and scratched his ear with one hindpaw. “Like what?” he mewed contemptuously. “Gazing at the stars and imagining your ancestors are looking back at you?” At the traveler’s start of surprise, he added, “I’ve listened to plenty of tales about what happens on the other side of those hil s. As long as they don’t trouble me, I don’t care what those cats get up to. They can—”
“Right,” the traveler interrupted, pushing past the farm cat and padding on. “As long as they don’t steal your prey.”
The gray tom sprang to his paws and fol owed.
“You’re one of them, aren’t you?” he asked as he caught up. “I think I’ve seen you before.”
“A long time ago.”
“Where have you been?” The farm cat’s voice was curious. “Did you get lost?”
“Oh, no.” The stranger sounded faintly amused. “I always knew where I was.”
The farm cat fel back, watching the stranger pad toward the trees. Then he shook his head and bounded back to the farm, vanishing under the hedge with a whisk of his tail.
The traveler reached the wood and looked around for a place to make a temporary nest, but each paw prickled with restlessness, and none of the hol ows or the spaces under the tree-roots seemed quite suitable. A mouse crept out from under a bush, nibbling17 at fal en grass seeds. Remembering long-forgotten lessons, the traveler dropped into the hunter’s crouch18 and sprang, kil ing the mouse with a single swift blow. But the limp body looked unappetizing with the life chased out of it; the cat scraped a few pawfuls of earth over it and left it.
Dusk was fal ing as the traveler continued, heading up the hil more swiftly through the spindly trees.
It’s been a long time. Will the cats that I remember best still be there?
As the day began to fade, the cat left the trees behind and reached the crest19 of a hil covered in tough moorland grass. Below, a scarlet20 sunset was reflected in the lake, transforming the water to the color of blood. Above the stranger’s head, the first warriors21 of StarClan were glimmering22 in the sky.

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| v.发出沙沙的声音( rustle的过去式和过去分词 ) | |
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| (尤指用手指或手快速地)轻击( flick的过去式和过去分词 ); (用…)轻挥; (快速地)按开关; 向…笑了一下(或瞥了一眼等) | |
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prey
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