Chapter 8
Dovewing followed Brambleclaw through the thorns with a squirrel clamped in her jaws1. Hazeltail and Thornclaw fol owed, also carrying prey2. It had been a good hunt.
At the end of the narrow tunnel, Dovewing almost bumped into Brambleclaw, who had halted abruptly3 just inside the camp. “Sorry,” he muttered, moving out of the way.
When Dovewing emerged, she saw that the Clan4 deputy was gazing across the clearing at a strange cat who was sitting beside the fresh-kil pile, eating a piece of prey and chatting to the ThunderClan warriors6 who surrounded him. He looked sleek7 and wel -fed, his pelt8 mottled brown and black, patched with white.
“Who is that?” she asked Brambleclaw, who was stil staring at the newcomer, his neck fur beginning to bristle9.
“Sol,” the deputy replied, dropping the rabbit he was carrying. “He was here before you were born, and—”
“Mousefur told me about him, moons ago!” Dovewing interrupted, excitement beginning to prickle her paws. “Didn’t he make the sun go away? I thought that was just a story.”
Brambleclaw nodded. “It’s no story.”
“Do you think he’l do it again?”
“He’d better not,” Thornclaw growled10, coming to stand beside Brambleclaw. “That cat is trouble. I can’t imagine what Firestar’s thinking, letting him in here.”
Brambleclaw picked up his rabbit and led the way across to the fresh-kil pile. The rest of the patrol fol owed to deposit their prey, weaving their way between the cats who were talking to Sol.
“Come and meet Sol,” Mousewhisker meowed enthusiastical y as Dovewing added her squirrel to the pile. “He’s the cat who chased the fox away and saved the apprentices12.”
“Yes, isn’t it great that he came back?” Whitewing added. “Just think what would have happened to those poor young cats!”
But Dovewing could tel that not al the cats around Sol were pleased to see him. Firestar was sitting with Sandstorm, Graystripe, and Mil ie, looking distinctly awkward about the newcomer’s presence, while Dustpelt, Ferncloud, and Squirrelflight had their heads together, speaking in undertones and casting suspicious glances at Sol.
Purdy and Mousefur padded slowly across from the elders’ den13, looking curious; Purdy blinked in surprise when he spotted14 Sol.
“Wel , what next!” the old tabby exclaimed. “Sol! I never reckoned I’d see you again.” Sol inclined his head. “Purdy. You’re looking wel .
Mousefur, I—”
The brown she-cat lashed15 her tail as Sol turned to her, taking a pace back and letting out a hiss16. “Don’t come near me,” she snarled17.
For a moment Dovewing thought she detected a flash of anger in Sol’s amber18 eyes. Then the mottled tom dipped his head again. “The same old Mousefur, I see,” he mewed smoothly19. “I’m so glad to see you again.”
Mousefur spun20 around and stalked back to her den. Purdy cast a helpless glance at Sol before fol owing her. Watching the cranky elder, Dovewing didn’t notice that Ivypool had appeared at her side until her sister poked22 her with one paw.
“Did you see anything on the ShadowClan border?” Dovewing guessed that her sister was referring to the threat from Dawnpelt. “You’re taking that stupid she-cat seriously?” she asked, rol ing her eyes. “No, I didn’t see a thing. No cat’s going to listen to her lies when there are bigger things to think about.” Firestar sent more patrols out to bring back extra prey, and as the sun went down the Clan feasted around the fresh-kil pile. Dovewing sat nibbling25 at a mouse, trying to work out what Sol’s arrival would mean for ThunderClan. The younger cats were gathered around the newcomer, crouching27 with wide-open eyes and ears pricked28 to take in every word he said.
“Then there was the time I fought off a badger29 single-pawed,” Sol was relating. “A huge, ugly brute30 it was, too. I came across it unexpectedly when I was hunting in a forest a long way from here.” He gave his paw a long lick and drew it slowly over his ear.
“But badgers31 aren’t dangerous if you know how to handle them. It soon got out of there when I gave it a scratched nose.”
I hope Cherrypaw and Molepaw don’t think that’s the right way to deal with a badger, Dovewing thought. The two apprentices were right at the front of the crowd, forgetting to eat as they gazed up at Sol with gaping32 jaws.
“Tel us more!” Cherrypaw begged. “Have you ever fought with dogs, Sol?”
“I’ve fought off more dogs than you’ve eaten mice,” Sol replied. “There was a time—”
“No, that’s enough,” Poppyfrost mewed, flicking33 Cherrypaw’s shoulder with her tail. “I’m sorry, Sol, but it’s time they were both in their nests.”
“You stil need your sleep,” Poppyfrost told him.
Berrynose leaned over to his mate and touched her ear with his nose. “Let them stay up for once,” he murmured. “It’s not every day they have the chance to learn about what’s beyond these hil s.”
“Yes!” Molepaw gave an excited little bounce. “Go on about the dog, please, Sol.”
“Wel , it was with a couple of Twolegs and their kits,” Sol began. “They were walking in the woods where I was staying at the time, and the stupid creatures let their dog off that tendril-thing they use to tie themselves to animals. It picked up my scent36 and came yapping through the ferns toward my den. So do you know what I did then?”
“No!” Cherrypaw breathed out. “Tel us!”
“I climbed a tree,” Sol went on. “I waited until the dog came running underneath37, and I dropped down right on top of it!”
Dovewing heard several cats catch their breath in excitement. They actually believe this nonsense?
“That mangy fleapelt yowled to the moon and back, I can tel you,” Sol went on. “It went yelping38 back to its Twolegs with its tail between its legs and me stil clinging onto its neck.”
“Did the Twolegs catch you?” Blossomfal asked breathlessly.
Sol shook his head. “Just before the dog ran up to them, I jumped off and hid in some ferns. They shouted at the dog for running off, and put its tendril-thing back on. And that was the last I saw of it.” Trying to ignore the admiring comments from her Clanmates, Dovewing stared at Sol. She cast back through her recent memories in case she could pick up any faint sounds that might have been him trespassing39 on ThunderClan territory. But there was nothing. She shook her head in frustration40.
If only I had my proper senses. . . . What if I never get them back?
Dovewing jumped as a tail rested on her shoulder, and turned to see Cinderheart.
“Cheer up,” the gray she-cat meowed.
“Whatever’s worrying you, I’m sure it’l be okay.”
“I don’t know,” Dovewing murmured. “It’s Sol . . . I don’t like him, and I don’t like the fact that he’s here.” Cinderheart nodded, her blue eyes sympathetic.
“I’m not too sure about Sol myself,” she confessed.
“But if he did save the apprentices, then the Clan owes him a decent meal and shelter, at least.” While Dovewing was thinking that over, she noticed Bumblestripe getting up from his place beside Blossomfal . The thick-furred warrior5, his pelt just like his father’s, stretched before padding over to her.
“Hi, Dovewing,” he meowed. “I feel like going for a walk in the forest. Do you want to come with me?”
“Not right now,” Dovewing replied. “I’l probably go to my den soon.”
Bumblestripe blinked, a hurt expression in his eyes. “Oh, okay.” He turned away and vanished down the thorn tunnel.
“That wasn’t very kind,” Cinderheart murmured.
Dovewing wriggled42, feeling her pelt grow hot with embarrassment43. “No, he doesn’t. . . .” she began.
“Of course he does.” Cinderheart sounded convinced. “You know,” she added more seriously, “if there are no obstacles to getting to know a cat better, then you should take the opportunity.”
“Does that mean that you and Lionblaze—” Dovewing broke off as Cinderheart shook her head, her blue eyes clouding with sadness. “No,” she mewed. “There is an obstacle to that, but you’d never understand.”
Dovewing stared at her. Does Cinderheart know about Lionblaze’s special power? Is that the obstacle?
She opened her jaws to question Cinderheart, but the gray she-cat never gave her the chance. “Off you go after Bumblestripe,” she urged. “It’s not too late.
He’l be so happy to see you.”
Though she stil had misgivings44, Dovewing didn’t argue. Ducking through the barrier, she emerged into the cool, dusky wood. Moonlight shone through the leaves, turning the forest floor into a pattern of silver and shadow. A faint breeze stirred the grass and rustled45 the leaves above Dovewing’s head.
“Bumblestripe!” she cal ed.
There was no reply. Dovewing tried to send out her senses, straining to listen. After a moment she picked up the sound of paw steps, and the image of a cat sitting by the lake. Excitement tingled46 through Dovewing from ears to tail-tip. Maybe my special powers are starting to come back!
She raced through the forest in the direction of the cat she had seen. It was harder to stay focused, and the image was fainter than before, but when she burst out of the undergrowth onto the lakeshore she was delighted to see Bumblestripe sitting at the water’s edge, his face turned upward to the stars
The stripes on his pale pelt stood out sharply in the silver moonlight.
“Bumblestripe!” she cal ed, her voice high-pitched with joy that she hadn’t lost her power for good.
Bumblestripe sprang to his paws and whirled around. “Dovewing!” he exclaimed, running to meet her. “You came,” he added, purring so hard he could hardly get the words out. “Come and sit beside me.
It’s beautiful here.”
Dovewing suddenly felt awkward. “Is it okay if we go for a walk instead?” she asked.
“Sure.”
Together the two cats turned to pad along the shore, Bumblestripe walking close enough that their pelts47 brushed. Dovewing fished for something to talk about.
“Do you remember Sol from when he was here before?” she asked as the silence began to drag out.
“Sort of,” Bumblestripe replied. “I recognized him when he turned up today. But I was only a kit34 then.”
“What do you think of him?”
A sudden spurt49 of amusement bubbled up inside Dove-wing. “Yes! Al those stories! Jumping down onto a dog’s back . . . please! I know we leaped out of trees when we were fighting ShadowClan, but you’d have to be total y mouse-brained to try it with a dog.”
“Oh, I’ve had enough of Sol,” Bumblestripe meowed. “Let’s not talk about him here as wel .
Toadstep told me how you won that race the other day. Do you want to race with me?”
“Great!” Dovewing responded. “Where to?”
“That tree stump50 over there?” Bumblestripe asked, angling his ears toward a stump at the edge of the forest farther along the shore.
Dovewing nodded and bounded off, her paws flicking up little stones behind her. For a few moments Bumblestripe kept pace with her, but soon she began to draw ahead. Wow, I really can run fast!
But then Dovewing became aware of sounds from the other Clans52 across the lake: A RiverClan cat was fishing in the stream beside their camp, while in ShadowClan a gray-muzzled warrior was teaching his apprentice11 about night hunting.
She felt as though her senses were surging in and out, like a wave on the lake. Sometimes she picked up everything clearly, sometimes the images were blurred54, but excitement and relief pulsed through her as she realized that she was recovering.
It just needed time, she thought. Lionblaze was right! My senses were overwhelmed by the journey to the mountains, that’s all.
Dovewing was so pleased to have her senses back, and was concentrating so hard, that she didn’t notice where she was putting her racing55 paws.
Something coiled around one forepaw; Dovewing was flung down onto the pebbles56, letting out a startled yowl that ended in a gasp57 as the breath was driven out of her body.
Bumblestripe flashed past her. Dovewing tried to scramble58 up and realized that an ivy21 tendril, snaking out from the edge of the trees, had tripped her. As she wrenched59 her paw free, Bumblestripe was by her side again.
“Are you okay?” he panted.
“Fine,” Dovewing replied, struggling to get her breath. Even though she felt battered60 from her fal , happiness was surging through her like a stream in flood. I haven’t lost my senses. Everything’s okay!
“I’m absolutely fine,” she repeated.
Bumblestripe let her lean on his shoulder as she staggered to her paws, and stroked her pelt gently with his tail to get rid of the sand and grit61. His eyes shone. “You would have won the race if you hadn’t tripped,” he mewed.
“Maybe.” Dovewing had almost forgotten the race; getting her senses back was so much more important. “You’re pretty fast, too.” She began to pad back along the lakeshore, and Bumblestripe stayed close to her side.
“Dovewing . . .” he began, sounding a little shy, “can I show you something?”
“Okay,” Dovewing agreed, only half-listening as she focused on a WindClan she-cat scolding her kits for putting a beetle62 in her nest.
“It’s this way.” Bumblestripe veered63 into the trees, and Dovewing fol owed, ferns brushing against her pelt on both sides.
Without fol owing any path that Dovewing could see, they came to a tiny clearing where wild jasmine scrambled64 over a gnarled oak tree, forming an archway with a tiny space underneath it. A few white flowers had already appeared on the branches.
Bumblestripe squeezed into the space, and beckoned65 Dovewing with his tail. She crept in after him, feeling his warmth against her side, and enjoying the sweet scent of the jasmine flowers.
“I’ve always loved this place,” Bumblestripe confided66 in her. “It’s even better in greenleaf, when al the flowers are out.” He blinked at her anxiously, and Dovewing realized he was afraid that she might make fun of him.
“It’s lovely,” she assured him.
Bumblestripe relaxed and lifted his muzzle53 to gaze upward; Dovewing spotted a gap between the branches through which they could see the stars.
“I like to look up at our ancestors,” he meowed.
“Sometimes I wonder which ones are mine.” He hesitated, then added, “I think your ancestors would shine real y brightly, Dovewing.”
“I don’t know about that,” Dovewing replied. “I think my ancestors would be hiding behind a cloud, because they were always getting into trouble!” Bumblestripe let out a little mrrow of laughter. “I think that’s an ancestor of mine up there,” he murmured, pointing with his tail. “The one that looks as if it’s stuck in the branches!”
“I wonder if they’re watching us,” Dovewing mused67. “Can they see everything we’re doing from up there?”
“I think they can,” Bumblestripe meowed seriously.
“They glare down at us and see al the things we’re doing wrong. I bet that one over there knows al about the time I put fire ants in Blossomfal ’s nest!”
“You didn’t!” Dovewing exclaimed, half-amused and half-shocked.
“I did.” Bumblestripe ducked his head, embarrassed. “When we were apprentices. She got back at me, though; she pushed me into the stream when I wasn’t looking.”
Dovewing snorted. “There must be a star glaring down at her, then. Maybe it’s that one.” She pointed68 at it with one paw. “And the one beside it is annoyed with me because I forgot to change the elders’
bedding one time.”
“Oh, no!” Bumblestripe leaned over and touched her ear with his nose. “I bet Mousefur told you off.” Dovewing winced69. “I think they must have heard her in RiverClan!”
Bumblestripe lapsed70 into silence. This is good, Dovewing thought, reveling in the cool grass and the scent that wreathed around her. Just sitting here, talking to a Clanmate, looking at the stars. . . .
It wasn’t exactly the same as the nights she had spent with Tigerheart—she couldn’t feel her heart thumping71 hard enough to burst out of her chest, and her paws weren’t tingling72 as she ran through forbidden territory—but right at that moment, she was very happy to be sitting beneath the jasmine with Bumblestripe, and nowhere else.
Dovewing watched as Ivypool took up her position at the edge of the training clearing, while Cinderheart padded around her, checking that she had it right.
“Tuck your tail in a bit more,” she instructed. “Yes, that’s great. Now spring, and see if you can hit that primrose73 under the tree over there.” Ivypool bunched her muscles and exploded in an enormous pounce74, leaping through the air and bringing her forepaws down on the primrose, flattening75 it to the ground.
“Wel done,” Lionblaze commented. “Now let’s see you do it, Dovewing.”
As she crouched76 down, trying to make sure her paws and tail were in the right place, Dovewing thought that once she might have resented going back to this kind of basic training with her former mentor77. But today she felt too happy to resent anything. She had slept wel the night before, after her walk with Bumblestripe, and this morning her senses were even clearer
She felt a claw-scratch of fear, knowing how fragile her special senses were. But then she shrugged off the feeling. I have to protect them, that’s all, just like I protect my paws on stony78 ground, or the soft parts of my belly79 in a fight.
While Lionblaze checked her position, she took a moment to reach out. WindClan had a new litter of kits. Noisy little things! Dovewing thought as they burrowed80 into their mother’s bel y to feed. In RiverClan the newly-made warriors were overwhelmed by excitement at being out on patrol, while in ShadowClan Tigerheart was teaching a couple of apprentices how to stalk a squirrel.
Dovewing let out a mrrow of laughter as something alerted their prey. The squirrel dashed one way, then doubled back and ran right across Tigerheart’s back before leaping to safety up a tree.
“You’re in a good mood today,” Lionblaze commented.
“Mmm,” Cinderheart agreed with a twitch81 of her whiskers. “That must have been a real y good walk last night!”
“What walk?” Lionblaze asked.
Cinderheart glanced at him, her blue eyes glimmering82. “I couldn’t possibly tel you.” Lionblaze flicked83 his ears. “Okay. Meanwhile, Dovewing, bring your hind51 paws a bit farther forward and see if you can pounce on that primrose.”
“If Ivypool hasn’t demolished84 it,” Dovewing muttered.
Drawing her paws in to give more power to her spring, she launched herself across the clearing and landed beside her sister, shredding85 what was left of the pale yel ow primrose with her claws.
“Good!” Lionblaze commented. “You’re both on form today.”
“What did Cinderheart mean about a walk last night?” Ivypool whispered. “You were real y late coming back to the den.”
Dovewing didn’t want to talk about her evening with Bumblestripe, but she knew that her sister would be upset if she refused. “Nothing,” she replied. “I went down to the lake with Bumblestripe, that’s al .” Ivypool’s eyes widened with surprise. “Oh, that’s terrific!” she exclaimed. “He’s real y nice. Are you two going to be mates?”
“That’s the last thing on my mind!” Dovewing twitched86 her tail irritably87. “It was just a walk. It was fun, but no big deal.”
Her sister gave her a poke23 in the side. “The two of you would have the cutest kits together!” Dovewing rol ed her eyes. To distract herself from Ivypool’s teasing, she extended her senses into the forest again. Almost at once she picked up the image of a cat heading through the trees toward the WindClan border. It took her a moment to identify his scent and appearance; she stiffened88 when she realized it was Sol.
Is he leaving already? she wondered. Or just going for a walk? He’s a strange cat, that’s for sure.
“Why don’t we do some hunting before we go back to camp?” she suggested, dismissing Sol from her mind. She wanted to show Lionblaze that her senses had returned.
“I’m surprised you have the energy after that training session,” Lionblaze remarked.
Dovewing bounced on her paws. “I feel like I could run right around the lake!” she purred. Then she spotted Cinderheart blinking with pleasure. Oh, no, she thinks it’s because of Bumblestripe!
“Okay, let’s hunt,” Lionblaze meowed. “And to make it a bit more interesting, we’l have a contest.
We’l al start from here, and the first to make a catch wins.”
Ivypool pricked up her ears. “Wins what?”
“Oh . . . how about first pick of the fresh-kil pile?” Cinderheart suggested.
Dovewing crouched down and waited, sending out her senses as delicately as the seeds from a dandelion, drifting on the wind. Soon she picked up a bird—a moorhen—beside the lake, pecking its way along the shoreline. Concentrating intensely, she held her focus as Cinderheart and Ivypool set off in different directions, holding their heads high to scent the air.
Lionblaze was stil watching her. Dovewing fixed89 on the exact location of the moorhen, stil pecking among the little stones at the water’s edge, then sprang to her paws. She took off toward the lake, winding90 her way through the trees, leaping over dead branches and tiny streams.
I didn’t realize how far we were from the lake!
Pausing beside a hazel bush, Dovewing checked that the moorhen was stil there, then carried on. As she burst out of the trees the bird fluttered up, but she batted it out of the air with a massive pounce, and gave it a sharp bite to the neck. Picking up her prey, she headed back to the clearing. She wasn’t surprised, given how far she had run to make her kil , to see that the three others had al gotten there before her.
“Bad luck,” Ivypool mewed sympathetical y, a plump mouse lying at her paws.
Cinderheart had caught a squirrel, and Lionblaze a blackbird.
“Ivypool was first back, so she wins,” Cinderheart announced.
Dovewing dipped her head to her sister. “Wel done.”
Picking up her prey, Cinderheart led the way back to the clearing with Ivypool at her side. Shrugging, Dovewing fol owed. Secretly, she wasn’t disappointed to be the last back. She had done what she set out to do. Lionblaze was watching her intently, and as she met his gaze, he gave her a nod.
He wasn’t disappointed, either. He knew her power had come back.
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| n.指导者，良师益友；v.指导 | |
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belly
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shredding
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