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  • Which way had Fern gone Gray Wing wondered The rogues scent was still fresh but hed lost sight of her He strained to see between the shadowy pines stiffening as he spotted movement ahead Moving quietly over the pine needles he followed The black shecat was weaving between the trees It would be easy to catch up Then he could drag her back to camp and show Tall Shadow that he wasnt too weak to look after his campmates Gray Wing frowned Why wasnt Fern running Hadnt she realized she was being followed Curiosity itched beneath his fur What was the rogue up to Dropping low he kept to the shadows treading as lightly as prey Weak sunlight seeped into the forest ahead Gray Wing felt the faint rumble of a monster shake the ground They were approaching the Thunderpath where it sliced through the trees separating the pine forest and Clear Skys woods Ferns pelt showed against green as she slid out onto the side of the Thunderpath Gray Wing paused and peered between the trees Fern crouched at the side of the Thunderpath scanning the dark trail A monster growled its wide white flank flickering beyond the trees as it neared Gray Wing curled his claws into the earth his heart quickening as Fern darted onto the Thunderpath The monsters eyes glinted in the sunlight It was nearly on top of her Watch out Gray Wing held his breath as Fern pelted across the dark stone She leaped for the far side a moment before the monster thundered past Gray Wing raced forward and peered from the trees just in time to see Ferns tail whip past an oak into shadow A howl pierced his ear fur The ground shook beneath his paws Gray Wing froze as another monster roared a taillength from his nose Wind whistled in its wake Grit spattered his flank His chest tightened as its bitter stench swirled around him As the monster thundered away Gray Wing raced across the Thunderpath Blood pounded in his ears as he leaped for the edge and plunged through a clump of bracken Stopping he caught his breath Would he ever get used to the Thunderpath The stench of the monster fading behind him he forced his hackles down and scanned the forest The musty scent of fallen leaves filled his nose Which way had Fern gone He scouted between the roots of an oak There Her paws had passed this way Nose low he followed her trail The rogue cat had veered toward the edge of the wood clearly making sure to avoid Clear Skys camp Was she heading for the moor to meet Slash Roots arched from the ground Brambles spilled from between trunks Gray Wing picked his way past them dodging to avoid prickly stems Fern was following a zigzagging trail but she was staying inside the tree line Gray Wing paused Why hadnt she broken cover and headed onto the moor He could see its grassy slopes beyond the trees Wasnt that where shed last spoken to Slash He frowned Her path was heading toward the four trees Was Slash meeting her there Gray Wing pushed on ears pricked He stumbled over a root grimacing as pain shot through his paw Thorns snagged his pelt as he staggered against a bramble He decided to cross the moor to the four treesit might be farther but it would be easier that way He swerved and headed for the slope beyond the trees ducking out of the woods and pushing through bracken As his paws touched smooth grass wind billowed through his fur It filled his chest clean and cold its rich peaty scent so familiar he felt dizzy with joy He bounded up the slope and skirted the heather toward the four trees He moved quickly here The ground blurred beneath his paws; air filled his chest His heartbeat quickened and his whiskers streamed against his cheeks As the slope steepened toward the top of the hollow Gray Wing slowed In the woods below Fern would be picking her way through the undergrowth He crossed the final stretch of grass to the rim of the hollow and gazed back across the moor There was the dipno more than a cloud shadowwhere the


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  • Was it still deserted Were other creatures sheltering there now He narrowed his eyes wondering if he could see Wind Runners small camp But the heather clearing where shed made her home was hidden between the dips and rises of the moor She had chosen well Gray Wing dragged his attention back to the hollow The bare branches of the four oaks showed dark above the rim Beyond them the sun sank toward the distant horizon burning orange in a pale blue sky Gray Wing could feel dew gathering on his fur He shook it out and shivered Below the great boulder rose at one end of the hollow Was Fern there already He padded forward and nosed his way down the brackencovered slope Slowing as he neared the bottom he narrowed his eyes and scanned the clearing He stiffened as he spotted Ferns black pelt She was crossing the clearing her belly close to the earth her stumpy tail twitching excitedly She was stalking something Gray Wing tasted the air There was no sign of Slashs scent And Ferns attention was focused on her quarry Had she just come here to hunt His pelt prickled with hope This was his chance to talk to her and find out why Slash had sent her to spy on his campmates Ducking low he slid through the last few stalks of bracken and padded softly into the clearing Fern was watching the grass at the far edge She lowered her chin and waggled her hindquarters so intent on her prey that she didnt twitch an ear as Gray Wing crept across the clearing toward her Fern The black rogue spun with a hiss Fear flashed in her eyes and she reared unsheathing her claws Im not here to fight Gray Wing stopped a taillength away He could smell her fearscent What do you want Fern eyed him warily Dont you recognize me Gray Wing circled her giving her a wide berth Fern dropped onto all fours and turned keeping her gaze fixed on him Why should I Youve been spying on us for the past halfmoon Gray Wing told her Ferns eyes widened with horror Youre one of the cats from the forest Gray Wing rolled his eyes She wasnt much of a spy Havent you even learned our scent yet The fur lifted along Ferns spine All I can smell in that place is sap and stagnant water Up close her pelt looked dull so thin that ribs showed beneath Shes halfstarved It must be hard to find prey in such a stench he commented