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Stop trying to scare him. Thunders mew was sharp. If you dont want to hear why we came, then well leave. If I let you. Clear Sky turned on his son. Was that disappointment darkening Thunders gaze Pain gripped his heart like claws. Does he actually think Ive let him down He squared his shoulders. Okay, he growled. Lets talk. But not here. I know somewhere we t be overheard. Dew pricked her ears. Clear Sky growled at her. Earn your place with us, and I might show it to you. He turned, lashing his tail, and climbed the slope past his nest. Falling Feather, you come too, he called, not looking back. She needed to see he was in charge. Pushing under the hawthorn, he broke into open woodland. Ferns lined a ditch ahead. He leaped over them, landing lightly on the other side, and padded across the dusty forest floor. Paws thudded behind as, one at a time, the others leaped the ditch. He glanced over his shoulder. Thunder and Jackdaws Cry were flanking Falling Feather like an escort. They are the intruders A chill ran along his spine. Should he have brought more forest cats to stand guard while they talked Dont be flea-brained. They wouldnt dare harm you here. Clear Sky led them over a rise and followed a dry streambed until it reached a wide oak. It was tall and ancient, its gnarled branches bare. A few leaves sprouted defiantly at the tips, but the tree would soon be dead. Its crooked roots snaked into the dusty bank. Water hadnt flowed here since the end of the cold season, but when it had, it had hollowed a passage beneath the trunk. Clear Sky ducked into it and squeezed up through a hole into the hollow center of the rotting tree. He stayed near the hole, his tail touching the trunk, and waited for the others to worm their way after him. Thunders head popped up first. The young tom glanced around, eyes wide. Light from knotholes striped his head with gold. He scrambled onto the smooth earth that floored the hollow and faced Clear Sky. With a jolt, Clear Sky noticed that Thunder was bigger than he was now. He straightened, puffing out his fur while Falling Feather and Jackdaws Cry wriggled inside. Clear Sky felt safe in the confines of the tree. There was enough room for the four cats to sit, spines pressed against the trunk, a tail-length between their muzzles. But it would be hard for any cat to fight skillfully here. And being closest to the hole in the bottom would ensure him an easy escape route. Jackdaws Cry glanced warily up. A circle of light showed far above. His black pelt was pricking. Thunder shifted his paws as though he couldnt get comfortable. Clear Sky watched them with satisfaction. I dont want you to get comfortable. What have you come to say he asked them bluntly. Thunder returned his gaze. Gray g wants to meet you by the four trees in a few days. Clear Skys ears twitched. Why To talk, Jackdaws Cry grunted. Anger pressed in Clear Skys throat. Did they think he was such a mouse-brain He knew Gray g was preparing for battle. Why go through the pretense of talking Gray g is worried about the borders, Jackdaws Cry went on. Its not what we planned when we left the mountains. Weve never lived with borders before. Its making the cats nervous. Clear Sky swallowed back frustration. If they wanted to pretend, hed pretend. Doesnt Gray g realize yet that borders keep cats safe This isnt the mountain. The land stretches forever. Borders help us know where to roam and where to hunt. Its the best way to avoid quarrels over prey. Thunder frowned. It would be if you didnt keep shifting them. I only want my cats to flourish, Clear Sky told him. Just as Gray g wants his own cats to thrive. Flourish Jackdaws Cry curled his lip. You sent Frost away to die. You trained Jagged Peak until you crippled him. You have orphan kits because you killed their mother. Do you call that ‘flourishing Clear Sky thrust his muzzle toward the black tom, ignoring the guilt jabbing at his belly. You know nothing You listen to gossip like an old queen with nothing better to do. Jackdaws Cry gazed back, unflinching. I know what I see and what I hear. And none of the news from the forest has been good since you claimed it as your own. Clear Sky stiffened against the fury pulsing through his blood. How dare this cat judge him News He flashed Thunder an accusing glare. It was you who spread it His own son had betrayed him Falling Feather turned to her brother. We are flourishing, she told him earnestly. Our tribe grows bigger by the day. Youre no tribe Jackdaws Cry

flashed back, shock shog in his eyes. Youre a band of strays and rogues Falling Feather bristled. We joined together to help each other, she meowed fiercely. We share prey and protect each other. Were safer that way Thunders tail swished against the trunk. We didnt come here to argue, he growled. We came only to tell you that Gray g wants to talk by the four trees. Clear Sky frowned, angry at the bold way Thunder stared straight at him. Will you meet him or not Ill meet him. Clear Sky tipped his head. If Gray g was preparing for battle, it would be interesting to hear what he had to say. But what we decide on that day will be final. No changing minds. No going back. Would Gray g admit that he was preparing to fight Clear Skys whiskers quivered. How far was his brother prepared to carry his lie Was the meeting intended as a distraction or would it bring an open declaration of conflict Either way, hed be ready. And he was going to make sure Gray g kept his word. He eyed Jackdaws Cry, a plan flashing in his mind. If Gray g did try to trick him, hed pay with the life of a camp mate. Lets get back to the camp. He dived down through the hole and squeezed out onto the dry streambed. Trekking through the woods, he signaled Falling Feather to walk beside him. You spoke well. He praised her. Hed been impressed that shed stood up for her new tribe. Perhaps she was loyal after all. As he pushed beneath the hawthorn and leaped down the bank, Nettle hurried across the clearing. Is everything okay The young tom searched his gaze. Its fine. Clear Sky glanced back as Thunder and Jackdaws Cry followed Falling Feather into the clearing. Fircone limped from the oak tree. Clear Sky noticed Thunder staring anxiously at the toms swollen paw. Its just a scratch, he growled. My cats fight hard to defend our borders from passing strays. No cat makes the mistake of crossing our scent lines twice. Thunders gaze moved to Dew and Thorn, still sitting beside the bramble. How did they make it across he asked. They asked permission. Clear Sky padded toward them. They wanted to join us. Pleasure rippled though his pelt. As did Snake. He nodded toward the striped tabby tom, camouflaged in the shadows of the bramble. Snake got to his paws and padded out. He was lean and sleek and had the sharp eye of a hunter. Clear Sky had been pleased when hed come to the border, asking to join shortly after Dew and Thorn. The forest cats were flourishing, no matter what Jackdaws Cry claimed. He turned to the black moor cat. Snake was a rogue in Twolegplace. But he preferred to join us, he boasted. He knew hed be well fed here. Jackdaws Crys gaze strayed toward the piles of prey. A little too well fed, he grunted.