night.
Just like the rest of us.
C HAPTER 2
âNow itâs time for all of us to go home,â Tall Shadow announced. âTo the forest, or the hollow on the moor. Every cat is free to choose.â
âI donât live in either camp,â River Ripple put in. âBut any cat is welcome to come with me to my island home.â
Thunder watched as the cats padded to and fro, still looking uneasy. Gradually they began to gather into two groups, one around Tall Shadow, Wind Runner, and Thunder, the other around Clear Sky.
Acorn Fur was drifting closer to the cats who surrounded Clear Sky, and Thunderâs pelt prickled apprehensively at the sight. He took a step forward, but before he could do any more Lightning Tail was beside him, his green eyes wide with shock as he gazed at his sister.
âShe canât be thinking of leaving us!â he exclaimed.
Acorn Fur must have heard him, or spotted the two toms watching her, because she came padding over to them. âIâm not sure I want to go back to the hollow,â she meowed, blinking apologetically. âToo much has happened. Iâd keep expecting to see Hawk Swoop and Jackdawâs Cry. . . .â Her voice trailedoff with a choking sound.
As she spoke, Clear Sky emerged from his group of cats and came to join them. âIâll happily take Acorn Fur with me into the forest,â he declared. âIf thatâs what she wants.â
Acorn Fur didnât respond, just stared mutely at the ground. With an unpleasant jolt, Thunder realized that was exactly what she wanted. And thereâs nothing I can do about it. Weâve all agreed to live in peace with one another. Besides, he added to himself, what Tall Shadow said is true: Every cat should be allowed to choose where they want to live.
He drew a long sigh. Once again it was clear that nothing would ever be the same.
But Lightning Tail clearly wasnât able to accept that. âHow can you leave me?â he yowled at his littermate.
âI wonât be far away.â Acorn Fur brushed her brotherâs shoulder with her tail. âThe forest is very close. Would you like to come with me?â She gazed at him hopefully.
Lightning Tail hesitated for a heartbeat, opened his mouth as if to reply, but then looked away, as if unable to find the words. He gave a sad shake of his head.
A great surge of warmth and affection swept through Thunder for his loyal friend. He stepped up to Lightning Tail and pressed his muzzle gently into the younger catâs flank. âAcorn Fur is right,â he mewed. âShe wonât be far away. And if the battle has proved one thing, itâs this: We shouldnât think of ourselves as two separate groups, but one big group, split into two.â
Lightning Tail gave a nod of understanding, but he still didnât look happy.
Of course he isnât, Thunder thought. Iâll make sure to look after him in the future.
The two groups gradually drew away from each other, one toward the moor, the other up the slope that led farther into the forest. Only River Ripple didnât move. He gave a twitch of his ears as Thunder faced him with a questioning look.
âIâm happy that you seem to have settled your differences,â the silver-furred tom began.
His words pierced Thunder, as if a different cat was calling to him from among the trees. Iâve always felt more comfortable in the forest, he reflected, remembering how natural it had felt to stalk prey in the undergrowth. He could see that other cats, too, seemed to be pondering River Rippleâs words. But it looks like I belong on the moor, for now. Gray Wing and Lightning Tail both need me to take care of them.
Dipping his head in a polite farewell to River Ripple, Thunder padded over to Tall Shadow and Wind Runner. Clear Sky approached them, embarrassment in his eyes.
âI suppose this is good-bye, for now,â he meowed awkwardly.