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unged forward pelt bushed Snarling he leaped onto its back Caught by surprise the fox staggered and fell Gray Wing clung on digging his foreclaws in hard He could feel bones through its mangy pelt Cats were not the only creatures starving on the moor Slate growled It tried to take my prey Gray Wing caught the scent of freshkill through the foxs stench He turned his gaze to meet Slates The fox bucked beneath him with far more strength than Gray Wing had expected Hunger had clearly made it boldand desperate It jerked back its muzzle to snap at Gray Wings neck He felt his fur rip Pain scorched through him He let go with a shriek and slithered to the ground struggling to find his paws on the frosty grass The fox turned on him Its stinking breath bathed Gray Wings muzzle as its savage jaws opened for a killing bite Then fur flashed at the edge of his vision With a yowl Slate sent the fox tumbling backward Gray Wing leaped to his paws Slate and the fox were tumbling over the grass Muscle thudded on earth as they grappled with each other The air shivered with their screeching Gray Wing hurled himself at them as the foxs jaws clamped shut on Slates ear Hissing with rage he shoved the fox away He heard Slate shriek in pain but he was on his hind legs batting the fox backward swiping with one paw after another He felt its fur rip beneath his claws until the foxs

muzzle was wet with blood The foxs eyes flashed with anger With a yelp it turned and fled streaking across the grass like a shadow Gray Wing turned to Slate Are you okay She sat her head low her flanks heaving It got my ear Gray Wing rushed to her side The tang of blood filled the air It welled on Slates ear and he could see the tip had been ripped away Itll heal he soothed His own pelt felt damp; his neck fur was drenched with his own blood Foxes dont normally fight that hard for prey he growled I thought it would run when it saw there was two of us Slate was still panting Thanks for coming She lifted her head pain darkening her amber gaze But what are you doing on the moor Ill explain later Gray Wing was too dazed by the fight to think up a good reason for being here He couldnt tell her about Ferntheir conversation had to remain a secret while Slash threatened her If word got out that shed spoken to him the vicious rogue might kill her Lets get you back to your camp Youre bleeding Slates gaze flicked over him Youd better come with me Your neck looks pretty bad Reed can treat your wounds He knows about herbs Gray Wing blinked at her I told you last time I visited Slate got stiffly to her paws and nudged him with her muzzle Youre getting forgetful in your old age Gray Wing nudged her back Who are you calling old Slates whiskers twitched fondly Wait there She limped back to the gorse and dragged something out from beneath one of the bushes Grouse Its pungent scent touched his nose as she carried it toward him Its wings dragged along the ground and Slate struggled not to trip Let me help Gray Wing fell in beside her and grabbed the birds tail in his jaws Feathers pressed around his nose his warm breath billowing through them Side by side they carried Slates catch to Wind Runners camp The scratches on Gray Wings neck stung like fire but he held fast to the grouse Theyd fought hard to keep it Slate guided him along the secret passages that led to the clearing hidden in a wide patch of heather As the trail narrowed she tugged the grouse from him and pushed ahead Gray Wing let go and fell in behind slowing as the heather opened onto a small grassy clearing Would Wind Runner welcome him The last time hed seen her she had made it clear that her new home was closed to outsiders Gray Wing Gorse Fur saw him first The gray tabby tom clambered out of a heather nest and hurried across the grass How are you He paused his nose

twitching I smell blood Are you okay Slate dropped the grouse and pushed it beneath the heather I ran into a fox she explained Gray Wing heard my screeches and came to help Dont worry we chased it off It wont show its snout around here for a while Small ears poked up above the rim of Gorse Furs nest Who is it A kit clambered out of the nest and came charging across the clearing Moth Flight Wind Runner sat up in a nest a taillength away Its too cold to be out of your nest And Dust Muzzle will freeze on his own No I wont A second head bobbed up Youre supposed to be sleeping Wind Runner meowed with annoyance We can sleep later Dust Muzzle climbed out of Gorse Furs nest and raced after his sister Wind Runners eyes shone in the dark widening as they reached Gray Wing She hopped out of her nest Its you Im sorry to disturb everyone Gray Wing dipped his head Wind Runner flicked her tail happily Its good to see you She tasted the air Youre hurt Just scratches Slate shrugged Slate lost a piece of her ear Gray Wing told her Wind Runner sniffed at Slates wound Reed had better look at it She called over her shoulder Reed Are you awake How can any cat sleep with this noise A silver tabby tom was stretching in his nest Gray Wing felt soft fur brush his forepaws A tail flicked past his nose He looked down Moth Flight Is that you Of course its me Moth Flight had grown She was bigger than Dew Nose but still had her kit fluff She gazed at Gray Wing with bright green eyes Who are you Im Gray Wing Moth Flight tipped her head You dug the graves for my sister and brother she mewed when we lived in the hollow Gray Wing nodded his pelt rippling uncomfortably as he saw grief glisten briefly in Wind Runners eyes She shifted her paws Moth Flight take your brother back to the nest You can speak to Gray Wing once its light He has wounds that need treating Reed had crossed the clearing and was already sniffing at Gray Wings neck Id better put some herbs on those scratches before they turn bad Gorse Fur grunted Fox bites are as sour as a badgers I can help you Reed Moth Flight

offered Me too Dust Muzzle pushed past his sister The tomkits gray pelt glowed in the moonlight Moth Flight pushed him away I offered first Wind Runner growled Neither of you is helping she told them firmly Go back to the nest and sleep Moth Flight eyed her mother Can we have a bite of grouse first Its the best catch weve had in ages Wind Runner gave her a stern look In the morning Moth Flight turned and flounced back to the nest If I starve to death before dawn itll be your fault Dust Muzzle ran after her At least we can look forward to a meal when we wake up he mewed eagerly As the kits climbed back into their nest Gray Wing scanned the camp The cold wind hardly penetrated the little hollow among the heather bushes The cats had built deep nests in the shade of their branches It was far cozier than the hollow had been but when the kits grew into nests of their own it would be cramped Reed peered at the scratches on Gray Wings neck Gray Wing nosed him away Treat Slates ear first The gray shecat was acting as though her injury werent bo

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