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The brambles loomed closer. Petal glanced at him. Through or around Clear Sky nodded to the fox trail he knew cut through the middle. They could squeeze through it easily. The dog would have to go around. Petals eyes lit as she saw the small gap in the prickly branches. Clear Sky slowed to let her dive through first and followed. Thorns scraped his pelt. Tendrils whipped his nose. He pressed on, Petals tail flicking a muzzle-length ahead. Swiveling his ears, he listened for the dog. Big paws slewed to a halt at the brambles edge. The dog whined angrily before taking off again. Its going around, Petal warned. Well make it to the other side before it does, Clear Sky promised. There are Twolegs on the moorside Petal screeched. Lets lead it there. They might distract it. Okay. He burst from the bramble a moment after Petal. They charged between the trees, the dog some way behind. It had been slowed by the detour around the bramble, but it was not giving up easily. Ahead, light showed as the woods thinned. Another rise and theyd break cover from the trees. Petals fur streamed in the d as she ran. Clear Sky fought for breath, relief surging as they crested the rise and surged down the slope. Bursting from the trees, he saw a small pack of Twolegs.

In brightly colored pelts, they moved through the ferns on the moor slope. Lets get as close to them as we can Clear Sky yowled. He plunged into the ferns as the dog exploded from the forest behind them. The Twolegs spun, their pink faces reddening with surprise. One began to bellow; another put its paw to its lips and shrilled a piercing alarm call. The dogs head jerked toward the Twolegs. Its ears pricked, surprise lighting its gaze. The Twolegs called louder. With a rush of joy, Clear Sky saw the dog swerve. Paws skidding over the grass, it dived through the ferns and headed for the Twolegs. Lets get out of here, Petal puffed. She turned and raced back toward the forest. Clear Sky chased after her, relief pulsing so fiercely that he hardly heard the d in his ears. She didnt stop running until she reached the big beech. Clear Sky stumbled to a halt behind her, heart pounding. Where are they Petal was darting back and forth across the slope, her pelt bristling. Alder Birch A mournful squeak sounded from above. Petal Clear Sky looked up and saw Birch and Alder huddled in the crook of the lowest branch. Eyes wide, trembling, they were pressed together like fledglings. Its safe to come down, he told them. Petal stopped beside him. The dogs gone, she called gently. Birch stretched his forepaws down the trunk and, clinging like a squirrel, slithered down headfirst. Alder lowered herself more gracefully tail-first, still trembling as she reached the ground. Youre safe. Petal licked her roughly while Birch pressed hard against her.

Can we go home now Birch begged. Alder shook out her fur. The mud had dried into crumbs and she shuddered as they sprinkled onto the forest floor. Ive had enough of training. Of course you have. Petal wrapped her tail over the young kits spine. Lets get you home for a rest. As she led them downslope toward the camp, one on either side, Clear Sky caught his breath. Youve learned a lot for one day, he called after them. Birch glanced over his shoulder. We learned how to climb trees. Alder pressed closer against Petal. We were supposed to be learning how to attack other cats, she told the she-cat shakily. Really Petal slowed and licked some of the mud from Alders pelt. Alder nodded. Clear Sky wanted me to jump out at Birch when he came looking for me. Clear Sky caught them up. Its important to know how to sneak up on an enemy. Petal glanced at him accusingly. It might have been better to teach them how not to get snuck up on. She scooped the kits closer with her tail. Theyre too young for battle training. Birch pulled away from her, chin high. Im not. Clear Sky purred. Of course youre not. He shook out his pelt, his paws still sparking with exhilaration from the chase. Hed saved the kits, and protected his group—just as he had promised he would. Theyre too young for battle training. Petals words echoed in his ears. A growl rumbled in his throat. No cats too young to fight. Clear Sky paused, unease rippling beneath his pelt. Would Gray g agree Or Quiet Rain Or his beloved Bright Stream A sudden chill pierced his fur.
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