CHAPTER 8
Lionblaze followed the moonlit trail backto camp. Should I tell Hollyleaf she’s the fourth cat?The thought had been stuck like a burr in his mind since Jayfeather had told them about the Tribe’s prophecy. But what if she’s not? She wanted to be one of the Three so much. Is it fair to raise her hopes again?
Lionblaze tried to think about something else. Overhead the trees rustled1 in the breeze. The birds were quiet now that night had fallen. He glanced over his shoulder. Sorreltail and Squirrelflight padded behind him. They’d patrolled the borders. There was no sign of trouble. Now they were heading home.
Squirrelflight yawned. “I can’t wait to get to my nest.”
Sorreltail shook out her pelt3. “It’s not that late.” She glanced up. “It’s just getting dark earlier.”
Why do we need a fourth cat?Lionblaze’s mind started whirling again. Doesn’t StarClan believe in us? Asmall pang6 jabbed his heart. I was going to save the Clans7. It was my destiny. But now…Now the prophecy had changed. Lionblaze stared at his paws as they followed the well-worn trail down toward the hollow. Has my destiny changed, too?
“Is everything quiet?” Firestar was waiting for them in the clearing. The camp looked deserted8, the Clan5 tucked in their dens10 for the night.
“WindClan re-marked its border,” Lionblaze reported. “ShadowClan seems to have been sniffing11 around the big bramble, but they haven’t strayed into our territory.”
Firestar’s green gaze glittered in the dark. “Anything else?”
Lionblaze knew he was asking if there was any sign of the Dark Forest warriors13. Surely they couldn’t break through from the Place of No Stars?But Lionblaze had seen the wounds Ivypool carried back from her dreams. Those were real enough.
“Nothing,” Lionblaze reported. He dipped his head to the ThunderClan leader and headed for the warriors’ den9. His nest was tucked near to the trunk of the fallen beech14 and he picked his way carefully among the sleeping warriors, settling eventually beside Cinderheart, asleep in her nest. He closed his eyes. But his mind kept churning.
“Hey!” Cinderheart jerked her head up. “Stop fidgeting!”
“Can’t you sleep?” Cinderheart blinked at him.
“I’m not used to the early nights,” he admitted.
Cinderheart heaved herself to her paws. “Come on.” She hopped16 out of her nest. “Let’s go for a walk.”
Lionblaze watched her slide from the den. Like we used to.Hope flickered17 in his chest. He followed Cinderheart into the clearing. The moonlight turned her gray pelt silver.
“Don’t look at me like that,” she muttered, turning as he reached her and stalking away toward the thorn barrier. Confused, Lionblaze followed as she led him up the slope and out of the forest. The lake glittered below them.
Lionblaze bounded after her, speeding down the hillside, swerving19 around bushes, his paws skidding20 on the grass. At the bottom, he leaped the short, steep drop onto the beach.
Cinderheart was already waiting at the water’s edge. “When I see the lake like this, it feels like nothing could ever go wrong. Not for us, not for any of the Clans.”
Lionblaze followed her gaze toward the distant shore. The marshlands of RiverClan glowed beneath the moon, rippling21 in the starlight as wind stirred the reeds. He could feel Cinderheart’s pelt brushing his.
“It’s never going to happen, is it?” Cinderheart turned her sad, blue gaze on him. “No matter how much we want it to.”
“What’s never going to happen?” Suddenly Lionblaze wished he hadn’t spoken. He knew what she meant, and he didn’t want to hear her answer.
She turned back toward the lake. “We have to stop fighting our destinies.”
“I’m not fighting mine.”
“Really?” Cinderheart rested against him for a moment. “Then why did you follow me here?”
“How do I know you’re not part of my destiny?”
“That’s not true!”
“But StarClan has chosen youto protect the Clans.” Pebbles23 crunched24 beneath her paws. “I can’t get in the way of something so important.”
“Don’t Iget to choose?” Lionblaze argued.
Cinderheart looked at him. “It’s not that simple. I need to figure out my own destiny, too. I have to find out if I’m supposed to be a medicine cat or a warrior12. And I can’t do that if I take a mate.”
“Do you want me to make the same mistake Leafpool did?”
Her words sliced through his heart. “That’s not fair!”
“None of this is fair.” Cinderheart turned and headed for the slope. “We have to make the right choice. Lives depend on it.” She glanced back. “Are you coming?”
Lionblaze ignored her. The lake reflected his face, dark against the starry26 sky. He stared down, losing himself in the image he saw there. Is that really me?
Jerking back, Lionblaze growled27, “I can’t do this anymore.” He turned, hoping to see Cinderheart’s warm gaze, but she’d gone. Suddenly weary, he sank onto the stones and closed his eyes.
Lionblaze woke feeling stiff and cold. Water lapped at the pebbles a whisker from his nose. Dew soaked his pelt. Above the moor29, a streak30 of pale dawn lit the sky. Wincing31, he stumbled to his paws and shook out his fur. I’ll show Cinderheart we don’t have to be ruled by our destinies.Numb32 with cold, he headed up the hillside and into the trees.
A gray pelt was moving between the bushes down below. Graystripe.Lionblaze tasted the air. Cloudtail, Squirrelflight, and Millie too.It must be the dawn patrol. Plunging33 down the slope, he raced to catch up.
Graystripe turned. “Were you out all night?” His gaze swept along Lionblaze’s damp pelt.
“I slept by the lake,” Lionblaze murmured.
Cloudtail tipped his head. “Are you okay?”
“Of course.” Lionblaze paced around his Clanmates. “Where are we heading?”
Millie crunched over the leaves and stood beside him. “The ShadowClan border.”
“Good.” Lionblaze ducked beneath an arching fern and nosed his way into a swath of bracken. His paws itched36 for trouble.
Graystripe pushed past him, bending the brown stalks to take the lead. Lionblaze fell back. Fresh warrior scents38 were drifting on the wind. He called to Graystripe, “Can you smell that?”
“Smells like Ratscar,” Graystripe growled. The gray warrior quickened his pace. Lionblaze speeded into a trot39, pelt pricking40 with excitement.
Graystripe bristled. “I can see them!”
Six ShadowClan warriors moved along the border.
Lionblaze’s fur rippled41 along his spine42. He opened his mouth, the scents of ShadowClan so strong they soured his tongue. Cloudtail unsheathed his claws and let them sink into the soft earth as if he was imagining a ShadowClan pelt beneath his paws. Millie halted beside the white warrior, her tail bushed43 up. Squirrelflight arched her back.
Sniffing trees and ferns, the ShadowClan warriors seemed to be searching for something.
“Come on!” Lionblaze surged forward.
Graystripe chased after him with Squirrelflight and Millie pounding behind. Cloudtail swung wide, protecting the patrol’s flank. The ShadowClan warriors froze as the ThunderClan warriors skidded to a halt at the border. Lionblaze recognized Ratscar, Smokefoot, and Stoatpaw. With a growl he spotted46 Dawnpelt behind them, Snowbird and Olivenose beside her.
“What are you doing here?” He scanned the ground on the ThunderClan side of the border, looking for claw marks or leaves disturbed by ShadowClan paws.
Smokefoot stepped forward. “Which is more than you can say.”
Lionblaze tasted the air again. Dovewing!Her scent hit his nose, fresher than the ShadowClan stench pouring across the border. She must have been spying.
Dawnpelt barged past Ratscar and leaned across the border, spitting, “So you’re trespassers as well as murderers!”
“Let me check.” He strode across the border, tail whipping behind him. He sniffed51 out Dovewing’s scent in a moment and stood squarely on it, masking it with his own. “I smell nothing.”
Ratscar glared at him. “Get off our land.”
Lionblaze flexed52 his claws as the ShadowClan warriors closed in. This was the perfect chance to show Cinderheart he shaped his ownfuture.
“Get back here!” Graystripe ordered.
“What’s the matter?” Lionblaze looked slowly around at the ShadowClan cats. “Are you scared I’ll hurt someone?”
“Get back, Lionblaze!” Graystripe growled. “We didn’t come here to start a fight.”
Lionblaze lifted his chin. “Perhaps we got here just in time to stop one,” he growled.
Graystripe watched Lionblaze through narrowed eyes. “Are you sure you want to do this?”
Squirrelflight’s eyes widened. “Come back, Lionblaze!”
Lionblaze flicked54 his tail toward her. “They claimed a ThunderClan cat had been on their land,” he snarled55. “I’m just giving them proof.” He spat56 at Ratscar. “Happy now?”
Ratscar narrowed his eyes. “Stoatpaw,” he murmured. “You wanted a chance to practice your attack moves.” He nodded toward Lionblaze. “Go on. Try them.”
Stoatpaw’s whiskers twitched57 and the skinny ginger58 apprentice59 dropped into an attack crouch60. Not him!Lionblaze bristled with frustration61 as the ShadowClan cat hurled62 himself forward. He reared up and batted Stoatpaw away. Who’s going to believe I was beaten by an apprentice?While Stoatpaw scrambled63 to his paws, Lionblaze glared at Ratscar. “Does ShadowClan send its apprentices64 into battle first?”
Ratscar drew back his lips, showing stained, yellow teeth.
Lionblaze pressed harder. “Do you want me to finish him off before I start on you?”
“Help him!” Squirrelflight darted forward but Graystripe trapped her tail under one of his front paws.
“He started this fight,” the warrior growled. “Let him finish it.”
“No!” Lionblaze yowled as Ratscar hit him. Lionblaze lifted his paws to shield his face from the worst of the blows, but he didn’t attempt to strike back; they rained hard and fast and Lionblaze could feel clumps66 of fur being ripped from his cheeks and shoulders and flanks as he ducked down. Don’t fight back! Don’t fight back!
When he could feel blood running through his fur, he rolled over and thrust Ratscar away with his hind2 paws. They mustn’t think I let him win.Aware of his Clanmates watching in horror, Lionblaze swept out a paw and hooked Ratscar’s paws from under him in a classic battle move. But Ratscar was no fool. He leaped in time and Lionblaze caught nothing but leaves.
Claws pierced his pelt, reaching deep until Lionblaze screeched67 out loud. Is this what it feels like for other cats?
“Get off our land.” With a mighty68 heave, Ratscar shoved Lionblaze backward, sending him staggering over the border.
Teeth grabbed his scruff. “Enough!” Graystripe was pinning him to the ground. “Hold him!” he ordered Squirrelflight and Cloudtail.
Lionblaze felt their paws press him down. His muzzle scraped leaves as he struggled to see what was happening.
“I’m sorry.” Graystripe faced Ratscar. “We had no orders to cross into your territory.”
“Don’t ThunderClan warriors understand discipline?” Ratscar scolded. His eyes flashed with satisfaction.
“Tensions are running high in all the Clans,” Graystripe reminded him.
Dawnpelt flexed her claws. “In that case, you should go home.”
Stoatpaw paced the border, fur bushed. “Unless you really want a battle.”
Graystripe backed away with his ears flat. “Come on,” he growled to his patrol. “Let’s go.”
Lionblaze felt the paws lift from his spine and he jumped up. Pain seared beneath his pelt. It filled him with satisfaction. I don’t have to be invincible69!Limping, he followed his Clanmates away from the border. I can choose my destiny!
“Tell Firestar that there will be a real battle if any more ThunderClan cats cross the border!” Ratscar yowled after them.
Graystripe stiffened, but kept his eyes fixed70 ahead. Lionblaze glanced sideways and caught Squirrelflight’s shocked gaze.They must think I’ve turned hare-brained.He lifted his chin and padded silently after his Clanmates.
“What in the name of StarClan did you think you were doing?” Graystripe suddenly turned on Lionblaze.
Squirrelflight wove between them. “He crossed the border deliberately71.” She searched Lionblaze’s gaze. “Didn’t you? You were covering up a ThunderClan scent, weren’t you?”
Graystripe nosed Squirrelflight away. “He didn’t have to start a fight.”
Lionblaze pushed past the gray warrior. “I’m sorry, okay?”
Graystripe growled. “Let’s see what Firestar’s got to say.”
The patrol walked on in silence, tails twitching72. Lionblaze winced73 with each paw step. Blood dripped into his eyes.
Cloudtail padded beside him. “Lean on me,” he murmured.
Lionblaze shook his head and quickened his pace. He was first back in camp.
“What happened?” Spiderleg bounded across the clearing. Berrynose and Poppyfrost crowded around.
“ShadowClan patrol,” Lionblaze muttered.
Poppyfrost stared at him in amazement75. “But you’re our best warrior.” She blinked as the rest of the patrol emerged from the barrier. “The ShadowClan patrol must have put up quite a fight.”
“Lionblaze?” Cinderheart’s mew made him turn to the fresh-kill pile, where she had been depositing a thrush. Lionblaze blinked the blood from his eyes and gazed at her.
“What have you done? You’re not supposed to get hurt! What happened?” Cinderheart was at his side in a couple of paces, lapping the blood from his muzzle. Then she stiffened. “There’s only one way this could have happened. You did this on purpose.” Her words were no more than a breath in his ear. “Tell me you didn’t.” She backed away, staring at him.
“You told me we could choose our destiny,” he reminded her, feeling a stone of fear in his belly76. “I chose to be an ordinary warrior for once.”
Cinderheart blinked. “I told you we had to make the rightchoice!”
“How do you know I didn’t?”
“Look at yourself!” she hissed, gesturing with one paw at his wounds.
Lionblaze’s heart seemed to split as Cinderheart turned and walked away, the fur bristling77 along her spine. A flash of gray fur caught his eye.
“Come on.” Jayfeather was beside him, nosing him gently toward the medicine den. Lionblaze braced78 himself for another lecture. He was ready to be told he was a mouse-brain. A traitor79, even, because he had rejected the prophecy. But Jayfeather just guided him through the brambles into his den.
Briarlight was lying in her nest, propped80 up on her forelegs. “What happened?” she gasped81 as she caught sight of Lionblaze.
“Go and get some fresh-kill,” Jayfeather told her.
“But—”
Jayfeather flicked his tail. “Now.”
Hauling herself over the edge of her nest, Briarlight dragged her hind legs out through the entrance.
Jayfeather padded to the crack in the rock at the back of the den. “Sit down.” He stuck his head into the shadows and pulled out a wad of leaves. Crouching82, he began to chew them into a poultice.
The brambles swished at the mouth of the den. “Are you going to explain to me what just happened?” Firestar stood in the entrance, green eyes sharp with rage. “Graystripe told me that you started a fight with a ShadowClan patrol!” His ears twitched as he studied Lionblaze. “Why did you let them do that to you?”
Lionblaze stiffened. “Do I have to win every fight?”
“Yes!” Firestar thrust his muzzle into Lionblaze’s face. “That’s your destiny! That’s what the prophecy has decided83!”
Lionblaze growled. “So I don’t get a choice?”
“No! You don’t get a choice!” Firestar flexed his claws. “You have to follow your destiny.”
Fury swept through Lionblaze like wildfire. “I wish I didn’t! I never asked for it! You can’t make me do anything I don’t want to do!”
Firestar stared at him a moment, then took a step back. “You’re right.” His mew was weary. “I can’t force you to follow the path StarClan has chosen for you, Lionblaze.” His tail brushed the ground as he turned. “It’s a destiny you must choose for yourself.”
Lionblaze watched his leader disappear through the brambles. “So?” He turned on Jayfeather. “Aren’t you going to tell me how dumb I am, too? Go on!” he goaded84. “Remind me againhow the prophecy is the most important thing in the world!”
Jayfeather picked up a mouthful of chewed leaves and padded to Lionblaze’s side. He dropped the leaves and rolled them under his paw. “No.”
Lionblaze blinked. “What?”
Jayfeather lapped up a tongueful of leaf pulp85 and licked it into a wound. Lionblaze gritted86 his teeth, shocked by the pain. “Whatever you want to say, get it over with!”
Jayfeather sat back on his haunches. “What canI say?” he murmured. “What if the prophecy isn’t enough to save the Clans? What if it’s just the last desperate hope of a Clan of fading ancestors?” He sniffed a long scratch on Lionblaze’s cheek. “You can fight; Dovewing can hear; I can wander into thoughts and dreams. But does it make any difference? Are we any closer to defeating the Dark Forest? If we were, why would we need a fourth cat?”
“You think the prophecy won’t save the Clans?” Lionblaze suddenly forgot the sting of his scratches.
“I don’t know.” Sighing, Jayfeather began working on the rest of Lionblaze’s wounds.
Lionblaze lay back on the hard stone floor. Could his brother be right? Was the prophecy nothing more than StarClan’s last hope?
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| n.挫折，失败，失效，落空 | |
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| v.猛投，用力掷( hurl的过去式和过去分词 )；大声叫骂 | |
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| adj.固定的，不变的，准备好的；(计算机)固定的 | |
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| adv.审慎地；蓄意地；故意地 | |
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| 赶紧避开，畏缩( wince的过去式和过去分词 ) | |
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belly
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traitor
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| v.喘气( gasp的过去式和过去分词 )；喘息；倒抽气；很想要 | |
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| v.屈膝，蹲伏( crouch的现在分词 ) | |
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| v.刺激( goad的过去式和过去分词 )；激励；（用尖棒）驱赶；驱使（或怂恿、刺激）某人 | |
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