Chapter 14
Movement outside his den1 woke Jayfeather, and he padded into the clearing to discover several of his Clanmates mil ing around outside their dens3.
“What’s going on?” he asked, hurrying up to Graystripe, who was standing4 beside Firestar near the thorn tunnel.
“She realized that Ivypool and Dovewing weren’t in their nests. She told Firestar, and we’ve been searching the camp.”
“There’s no sign of either of them,” Sandstorm reported worriedly, bounding over to join them.
“Then we have to send out search parties,” the ThunderClan leader decided6. “I don’t trust WindClan since Onestar threatened us. Dovewing and Ivypool could have been captured.”
Since Jayfeather couldn’t help with the search, he returned to his den, but he couldn’t sleep. He wasn’t as worried about Dovewing and Ivypool as the rest of the Clan2, knowing what he did about them.
But it’s odd that they’d vanish in the night without giving me any idea of what they’re doing, he thought. He shivered as a new thought struck him.
They wouldn’t put WindClan’s threats to the test on their own, would they? They’ve already gotten in trouble for visiting their camp in the past.
He could hear Briarlight moving around in her nest, and picked up a stifled10 gasp11 of pain. “Are you okay?” he asked sharply.
“Yes, I’m fine,” Briarlight replied. “I’m just a little stiff.”
Jayfeather heaved himself out of his nest and padded over to her. Since I’m awake, I might as well do something useful, he decided, settling down beside Briarlight and starting to massage12 her wasted muscles.
“Thanks, Jayfeather.” Briarlight let out a long sigh.
“That feels better.” A moment later, she added, “Do you think Ivypool and Dovewing wil be okay?”
“I’m sure they wil ,” Jayfeather meowed, crushing down his own misgivings13. “They’ve probably just gone out for a night hunt.”
Soon Briarlight drifted back into sleep, soothed14 by Jayfeather’s reassurance15 and the rhythmic16 rubbing from his paws. But Jayfeather was ful y awake. He rose, arched his back in a long stretch, then made his way out into the clearing again.
Firestar was sitting in the center of the camp, while Daisy paced beside the thorn barrier.
Jayfeather could sense her anxiety, as sharp as if two of her own kits17 were missing. Locating Mousefur outside her den, Jayfeather crossed the camp to her side. “You should be in your nest,” he meowed. “I’m sure there’s no need to worry about Ivypool and Dovewing.”
“I’m fine where I am,” Mousefur snapped back at him. “I can sit and look at the stars if I want.”
“Of course you can,” Jayfeather responded, making his voice more gentle. I wonder if she’s looking for Longtail.
Padding off again, he drew closer to the nursery, and picked up a murmur18 from Sorreltail. “That’s right, kits. Have a good feed. Grow big and strong.” The tortoiseshel she-cat stil sounded tired, but not with the dragging exhaustion19 she had felt just after she gave birth. She was recovering wel , Jayfeather thought with satisfaction, and her kits were growing stronger. She and Brackenfur had named them: Lilykit and Seedkit.
They’ll all be fine. Jayfeather was warmed by the thought of more kits in the Clan. They meant hope and new life, a faith that the Clan would go on in spite of everything that the Dark Forest was planning. His ears pricked20 at the sound of a rustle21 from the thorns. He recognized the scents23 of Whitewing and Birchfal ; their sense of defeat washed over him like a muddy wave.
“There’s no sign of Dovewing and Ivypool by the lake,” Whitewing reported to Firestar. Her voice was taut24 with worry for her kits.
Foxleap and Icecloud fol owed their Clanmates in a moment later. “There’s no trace of them between here and WindClan,” Foxleap announced.
“We thought we picked up a scent22 trail early on,” Icecloud added. “But it faded out, and we couldn’t find it again.”
Jayfeather’s anxiety was rising now, and he padded closer to Firestar. Other cats were emerging into the clearing from their dens: Cloudtail and Brightheart talking quietly to each other; Dustpelt sliding his claws in and out as he stalked around the clearing; Ferncloud popping her head outside the nursery to listen to the news, then disappearing back inside. Leafpool and Squirrelflight slid quietly out of the warriors’ den and sat close together; Cinderheart joined them after a few heartbeats.
More movement from the barrier alerted Jayfeather. This time Brambleclaw and Sandstorm were reporting back, and he could sense their failure before either of them spoke25.
“They’re not between here and ShadowClan,” Brambleclaw told Firestar.
“That just leaves Lionblaze and the abandoned Twoleg nest,” Firestar meowed. His voice was heavy with concern. “If they don’t find them—” He broke off as more cats emerged from the tunnel. Lionblaze was in the lead.
“I found them,” he announced.
Jayfeather tensed at the sound of his brother’s voice. Lionblaze wasn’t pleased or relieved; instead he sounded strained. Something’s wrong.
“Are Dovewing and Ivypool okay?” he cal ed out.
“We’re fine,” Dovewing replied, pushing through the thorns after Lionblaze.
Ivypool fol owed her, and Whitewing bounded across the clearing to meet them.
“Where have you been?” she demanded, her furious words broken up with purrs of joy as she pressed herself against her daughters. “We’ve been frantic26!”
Jayfeather could sense the young she-cats’
“What’s the big deal?” Ivypool muttered. “We only went for a walk.”
Firestar rose to his paws and padded over to them. “You’re safe, and that’s the most important thing,” he meowed. His voice grew stern as he went on. “Tomorrow we’l have a talk about letting your Clanmates know where you are at al times, especial y when we’re being threatened by our neighbors.”
“Okay,” Dovewing responded in a smal voice.
“We’re sorry,” Ivypool mewed.
The she-cats were heading for their den when Lionblaze spoke again. “Wait.” His voice was stil strained. “That’s not al I found.” Jayfeather heard another rustle from the entrance, fol owed by a gasp from his Clanmates. He strained to detect a scent. The newcomer was a cat that smel ed more of earth and stones and ferns than the other warriors, but underneath28 there was a faint layer of ThunderClan scent.
Can it be . . . ?
“You’re alive!”
Jayfeather felt as if the ground were unsteady beneath his paws, and he staggered. She’s come back! Even though he had suspected that his sister hadn’t died in the tunnels ever since he and Lionblaze had found no trace of her body, it was stil a shock to have her walk into the camp. He stood back as the other cats crowded around her, the quiet air buzzing with their comments and questions.
“It’s real y Hol yleaf!”
“Where have you been al this time?”
“How did you survive?”
It was a few moments before Hol yleaf could get a word in. When she spoke at last, her voice was muted and a little hoarse30, as if she weren’t used to speaking.
“I lived underground,” she mewed, “and I hunted in the woods on the other side of the hil s, outside the territory.”
“But the tunnel col apsed!” Poppyfrost protested.
“Not on top of me,” Hol yleaf meowed. “I found a way out.”
Jayfeather thought that she sounded tired and troubled, as if the very last thing she wanted to be doing was standing in the center of the hol ow answering questions from her old Clanmates.
“Wel ?” Lionblaze spoke close to Jayfeather’s ear.
“It looks like we were right.”
“Was it Hol yleaf who chased off the fox?” Jayfeather asked
“It seems so,” his brother replied. “And she found Dove-wing and Ivypool in the tunnels tonight, and brought them out.”
So they didn’t just go for a walk, Jayfeather thought. Why am I not surprised?
There would be time later to question the sisters about that. “Hol yleaf could have gone much farther if she didn’t want to stay in the Clan. She must have known that we would find out she was there eventual31 y,” he commented.
Lionblaze let out a sigh. “Perhaps that was what she wanted. Perhaps she was tired of living alone.”
“She took a risk.” Jayfeather twitched32 his whiskers. “What if the truth had been discovered about Ashfur’s death?”
“It must have been a risk worth taking.” Lionblaze’s voice was ful of sympathy.
Jayfeather realized he wasn’t as ready as his brother to welcome Hol yleaf back. The Clan seemed to be treating her as a returning hero, and he couldn’t share that. Al along he had suspected—
hoped with every hair on his pelt—that his sister was alive. He had wanted her to come back because he missed her so much, but now that Hol yleaf was actual y here, al he could think about was how complicated the future was going to be.
“She told al the Clans33 about Leafpool and Crowfeather,” he reminded Lionblaze. “It’s because of her that every cat knows we are half-Clan, and that Squirrelflight lied about being our mother.”
“But she didn’t stay here to deal with it afterward35, did she?” Jayfeather hissed36. “And how wil the other Clans react to her? She caused a lot of trouble, there’s no getting around that. Cats have long memories.” He paused and then added, “What do you think wil happen now? Wil she stay?”
“I don’t know,” Lionblaze mewed. “I guess we’l have to let her decide.”
There was a stir among the knot of cats in the center of the clearing as Leafpool pushed her way through to Hol yleaf’s side. “Oh, my precious daughter, you came home!” Her voice was quivering.
“I’m so, so sorry for what happened. None of it was your fault, none of it.”
Jayfeather could tel from the tension in the air that Hol yleaf was shrinking away from Leafpool. He wasn’t surprised that she didn’t want the joyous37 reunion that most of the Clan seemed to be expecting.
He felt another cat brush past him, heading for the warriors’ den. Brambleclaw. No wonder that he wants out of this happy gathering38. Squirrelflight had lied to him, too, letting him believe that the three cats were his. Was there any part of Brambleclaw that wanted to welcome Hol yleaf home as a daughter?
Squirrelflight wriggled39 through the cats until she reached Hol yleaf. “I’m glad that you’re alive,” she mewed, her voice steady. “And that you’re looking so wel .”
“Thanks. I . . .” Hol yleaf didn’t seem to know how to respond.
“That’s enough for now,” Firestar broke in. “It’s time we al went back to our dens. Hol yleaf, Molepaw and Cherrypaw wil make a nest for you.”
“Thanks,” Hol yleaf repeated. She sounded confused as she continued, “The hol ow . . .
something looks different.”
“A tree fel into it!” Molepaw meowed excitedly.
“Come with us, and we’l tel you al about it . . .” As the cats dispersed40, their paw steps and their astonished comments dying into silence, Firestar padded up to Jayfeather and Lionblaze. “You too,” he ordered. “Rest now. You can spend as much time as you want with your sister tomorrow.” I’m not sure I can face that, Jayfeather thought. I don’t know what to say to her.
Before he could leave for his den, Ivypool and Dovewing padded up, their uneasiness as plain as if they had yowled it from the Highledge.
“Firestar, we’ve got some urgent news,” Dovewing began. “When we found Hol yleaf—or when she found us—we were listening to Sol plotting with some WindClan cats to attack ThunderClan!”
“I knew we couldn’t trust Sol,” Jayfeather hissed.
“Where is he now?”
“Not here.” Firestar sounded grave.
Jayfeather snorted. “What a surprise!”
“Firestar, should we attack WindClan?” Ivypool asked.
“That’s not a good idea,” Firestar responded; Jayfeather could feel his anxiety rising. “Onestar is already looking for any sign of hostility41, so we’l have to wait for him to make the first move. But we’l be ready,” he added. “I’l order extra patrols, and every cat must be ready for battle at a moment’s notice.” Jayfeather heard Lionblaze working his claws into the earth of the camp floor. “It’s not that simple,” he meowed. “WindClan wil attack through the tunnels, like they did before. ThunderClan cats have no experience in fighting underground, and that means we’l have to wait until the attackers are right in the heart of our territory.”
“We have the advantage in forests,” Firestar reminded him. “Whatever the risk, we wil have to bring the battle to us.”
For the rest of the night Jayfeather slept uneasily, shifting about in his nest, the darkness broken by flashing images of places he didn’t recognize: a rocky slope; a pool by the gnarled roots of an oak; a wide river glittering in starshine. The sound of a cat brushing past the bramble screen brought him back to ful wakefulness. He recognized Hol yleaf’s scent, carried on a damp dawn breeze.
“Hi.” Briarlight greeted her confidently. “I’m Briarlight; I’m Jayfeather’s assistant. I’l wake him for you.”
Jayfeather heard the sound of Briarlight dragging herself out of her nest, fol owed by a surprised meow from Hol yleaf. “Oh, you can’t . . .”
“Walk?” Briarlight finished for her. “Not real y. But that doesn’t mean I can’t be useful.”
“N-no, I guess not,” Hol yleaf mewed.
Jayfeather rose to his paws and padded into the middle of the den. But when he stood facing his sister, his mouth went dry. He had no idea what to say to her.
“I’m back,” Hol yleaf mewed after a long silence.
“Yes.” Jayfeather had to force out the word.
“Can we go for a walk?” Hol yleaf suggested.
“Lionblaze, too? There’s . . . there’s a lot I need to tel you.”
Clouds covered the sky as Jayfeather, Lionblaze, and Hol yleaf headed out into the forest. The air carried the scent of rain and a chil y breeze blew into their faces. But Jayfeather felt ruffled42 by more than just the wind. None of the three spoke until they emerged from the trees onto the grassy43 slope that led down to the lake and sat in the shelter of an elder bush. Then Hol yleaf took a deep breath.
“Thank you,” she mewed. “I guess you didn’t tel Firestar what . . . what I did.”
“There was no point,” Lionblaze replied. “It was much easier for every cat to think it was a rogue44 who kil ed Ashfur.”
Jayfeather couldn’t entirely45 agree, but he said nothing, keeping his face turned toward the lapping of waves on the shore
“Didn’t any cat think it was odd?” Hol yleaf asked.
“I don’t think any cat stopped to wonder about it,” Jayfeather grunted47. “There was a lot of other stuff going on, if you remember.”
“What about now? Wil you tel Firestar the truth?”
“Why would we?” Lionblaze burst out. Jayfeather could imagine his brother’s golden neck fur bristling49.
“Because I got away,” Hol yleaf pointed out.
“But you didn’t real y,” Lionblaze meowed. “You exiled yourself from the Clan; that’s quite a punishment.”
Something about his brother’s words made Jayfeather’s pain wel up and spil over like rain overflowing50 the edges of a leaf. “No!” he hissed.
“You let us think that you were dead! How could you do that?”
For a few heartbeats Hol yleaf was silent. “I had no choice,” she murmured at last. “You were better off without me.”
“That wasn’t your decision to make,” Jayfeather told her. “And you were wrong. You’re our littermate.
Nothing you could do wil ever change that.” Hol yleaf sighed. “But I’m not one of the prophecy, am I? Does that mean I’ve ruined everything? That the prophecy won’t come true?”
Jayfeather felt Lionblaze look sharply at him. He took a deep breath. “There is a third cat. You met her last night. She’s Dovewing, Whitewing’s daughter.” Hol yleaf let out a puff51 of breath. “Wel . . . maybe it wasn’t a coincidence that I met her in the tunnels last night. What . . . what can she do?”
“Her senses are very sharp,” Lionblaze explained.
“I mean, really. She knows what’s going on in the other territories . . . and even farther away. A few seasons ago, when the lake dried up, she knew it was some animals cal ed beavers52 who had built a dam way upstream.”
Hol yleaf made a smal noise that sounded as if she was impressed. But Jayfeather picked up feelings of grief and envy, too . . . not a bitter jealousy53 that would make her Dovewing’s enemy, but a deep regret that she was excluded from something that her littermates shared.
If only Hollyleaf had been part of the prophecy, he thought. She would have taken her place in it so seriously . . . maybe it would have stopped her from doing what she did.
The words of the latest prophecy came back to Jayfeather’s mind. Three will become four . . . He wondered if Hol yleaf could be the fourth cat, even if she hadn’t been part of the original prophecy. But sensing the trouble in his sister’s mind, he decided not to say anything yet. I’ll discuss it with Lionblaze first.
“Are you going to stay?” Lionblaze asked Hol yleaf.
“I think so,” she replied. “For a while, at least. After al , you’ve got a problem with Sol. If . . . if I can help you, then I wil .”
“Isn’t it great that Hol yleaf came back?” Briarlight purred as soon as Jayfeather pushed past the bramble screen into his den. “Why did she stay away for so long?”
“Maybe you should ask her,” Jayfeather grunted.
“Meanwhile, you can sort out those borage leaves and take some to Sorreltail to help her milk come.”
“Okay.” Briarlight didn’t sound offended, just a bit mystified that Jayfeather didn’t want to answer.
“And after that, do your exercises,” Jayfeather went on. “I’l be away until tomorrow. I’m going to the Moonpool.”
Until he spoke, Jayfeather hadn’t been aware that he had made the decision. But when he left the camp, after a quick word with Brambleclaw to tel him where he was going, he felt a burden lifting from his shoulders. It was good to be alone with his thoughts. His fears about the Dark Forest had receded54 into the background. Sol was their biggest threat.
And Hollyleaf has come back. That could change everything.
The air was growing cooler as Jayfeather slid through the bushes that ringed the Moonpool and padded down the spiral path. Though he couldn’t see, he knew that darkness was fal ing. His paws slipped easily into the prints left by the ancient cats, and grief wel ed in his heart.
Half Moon . . .
Jayfeather pushed away the thought of the cat he had loved, the cat who had been dead for seasons upon seasons. He crouched55 at the water’s edge and touched his nose to the surface of the pool.
After a little while the splashing of the waterfal faded and Jayfeather slept. He opened his eyes on sunlight, and rose to his paws to find himself in a clearing in StarClan territory. The grass was long and lush, and the trees that surrounded him were weighed down with damp green leaves. He let out a sigh of relief when he realized that Yel owfang wasn’t waiting for him.
But there was no sign of the cat he wanted to see, either. Choosing a direction at random56, Jayfeather set out. His ears were pricked and he glanced rapidly from side to side as he headed into the trees, passing through glades57 and leaping over smal streams. The air was fresh and clear, loaded with prey58-scent, and a warm breeze ruffled Jayfeather’s fur. But his errand was too urgent for him to stop and hunt, or bask59 in the sun.
From time to time as he searched, Jayfeather passed other cats; some of them were old and faded, the trees visible through their misty60 outlines, while others were young and bright against the green ferns. They didn’t notice Jayfeather, or if they did, they didn’t recognize him.
Then Jayfeather spotted61 the cat he was looking for. He stood a little way off through the trees: a muscular gray warrior, his tail twitching62 as he scented63 the air for prey.
Ashfur.
Jayfeather crept closer, using the shadows of the trees for cover, then jumped in surprise as Bluestar leaped down from a branch above his head and stood in front of him.
“I don’t think that’s a good idea,” the former ThunderClan leader meowed.
“I just want to talk to him,” Jayfeather retorted defensively.
“Why?” Bluestar asked.
“Hol yleaf is back,” Jayfeather replied, craning his neck to see if Ashfur was stil there. “I . . . I want to know if Ashfur thinks that’s okay.” When Bluestar didn’t respond, he continued, “I mean, he’s here, so StarClan must believe he was a good cat, and that means he shouldn’t have died the way he did.” Bluestar stil stood in front of him, blocking his path, her intense blue gaze fixed64 on him. “But you’ve kept Hol yleaf’s secret, haven’t you?” she prompted.
“You could have told Firestar or any cat the truth before now.”
“No, I couldn’t have! She’s my sister!” Jayfeather protested.
Bluestar rested her tail on his shoulders, drawing him away from the gray warrior. “You won’t learn anything by talking to Ashfur,” she mewed. “He knows who kil ed him, and why. Perhaps he did a lot to bring it on himself, perhaps not. It is not StarClan’s place to judge him.” As Jayfeather opened his jaws65 to argue, she added more sternly, “If he found his way here, then he must deserve to be here. That is what we al have to believe.”
Jayfeather sighed and shook his head. “I don’t understand . . .”
“There are some things that are beyond understanding,” Bluestar told him, sounding more sympathetic. “How can we say that Hol yleaf deserved to be in StarClan and Ashfur didn’t, or the other way around? Things are different here. Some cats even forget parts of their life that they don’t want to remember.”
“But . . . I don’t know if Hol yleaf deserves to be back in ThunderClan,” Jayfeather meowed.
“That’s not your decision, either.” Bluestar twitched the tip of her tail. “Hol yleaf has her own conscience to answer to. Ashfur paid a high price for what he did wrong—and so did she. Perhaps justice has been served.”
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