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Jagged Peak cut him off. You wander from moor to forest and back again, depending how you feel. Those kits— he flicked his muzzle toward Sparrow Fur and Owl Eyes who had flushed Pebble Heart out from beneath the gorse and were chasing him around the flat rock. Those kits were born here. They belong here and if I want to teach them how to defend whats theirs, then they should be allowed to learn Thunder scowled at him. Thanks for making me so welcome He turned away. It was pointless to argue. Jagged Peak seemed determined to hate him. Thunder padded across the clearing, sadness pressing like a stone in his belly. As he reached the soft grass edging the hollow, he spotted Gorse Fur watching him from beside the flat rock, his gaze cold. Thunders pelt burned. Did no one want him back Is everything okay, Thunder Hawk Swoop was crossing the clearing toward him, her orange pelt pricking with worry. I saw you arguing with Jagged Peak. It was nothing. Thunder touched his muzzle to her cheek as she reached him. She purred. Jagged Peaks a good cat, she assured him. Hes just a bit misunderstood. It must be hard relying on others for prey. We mountain cats are used to feeling independent. Her eyes were sympathetic. She broke into a loud purr and pushed her muzzle along his jaw. Its great to have you back Ive missed you so much. I know how desperate Acorn Fur and Lightning Tail are to share news. She glanced at the gap in the heather. Theyll be back soon. At least someones glad to see me. Hawk Swoops gaze flashed quickly toward Gorse Fur. The thin, gray tabby tom was still watching. Give them time, she soothed. Weve seen so much change. I guess some of us have grown wary of it. Theyll adjust. Thunder pressed his cheek against hers gratefully, hoping she was right and that hed be accepted soon. These were good cats. Theyd helped to raise him. Perhaps I shouldnt have left, he whispered. A wave of shame washed over his pelt. Had he been disloyal to go to his father You wanted to be with your kin. Hawk Swoop sat back on her haunches. Thats the most natural feeling in the world. Thunder felt a purr welling in his throat. Thanks, Hawk Swoop. Come on. She stood and headed for the bramble. Ive got some spare moss you can have for your nest. As he followed her across the clearing, paw steps thrummed the earth behind him. Stiffening, he began to turn. Before he could see who approached, paws slammed into his side. With a yelp of surprise he tumbled to the ground. Pelt spiking, he tried to struggle to his paws. Thunder Lightning Tails happy mew sounded above him. Chestnut fur flashed on the edge of his vision. Acorn Fur was circling him, her thick tail swishing with delight. He leaped up. Its you He blinked in surprise. Youve grown Acorn Fur and Lightning Tail were adult cats now—not as big as him, but far bigger than the kits hed played with before hed left the moor. He felt a sudden pang as he saw Lightning Tail. He looked like a hunter, his forehead and shoulders broad. Not the sort of cat whod trail after Thunder like a shadow as hed done as a kit. How are you He butted Lightning Tails shoulder with his head.

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