A Warrior's Spirit by Erin Hunter

Author:Erin Hunter
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2020-02-02T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

“I’m telling you, it’s the best way,” Root meowed, shaking leaves off his pelt as he got to his paws. He bent down and used his mouth to pick up the mouse he had just killed.

“I’m not convinced that lying around until prey decides you’re a bush instead of a cat is really the best way to hunt,” Tree replied dubiously. Root cocked his head and waggled the mouse back and forth—as if saying, And yet, see this mouse?—until Tree purred with laughter.

“Okay, I get your point,” Tree admitted. “Here, I’ll take it back to camp unless you’re hungry now.”

“Great,” Root meowed, dropping the mouse at Tree’s paws. “I’ll keep hunting.” He lay down again, placing a few leaves on his own back for effect.

Shaking his head in amusement, Tree carried the mouse back to the foot of the tree where they’d been sleeping and scraped up a few pawfuls of dirt to bury it for safekeeping.

In the two moons that he and his father had spent together, Tree had learned a lot. Root didn’t always hunt the way the Sisters did: he believed in taking care of himself while expending as little energy as possible. So not only did he have unique hunting techniques, but he had also taught Tree to find food in Twopaw trash and in the unattended bowls of everkits. He’d shown Tree how to pick the safest spots to rest. And he’d shown him fighting techniques, but also what he said was more useful: how to arch his back and snarl and frighten off rogues and dogs so that they might not have to fight at all.

I would have had such a hard time without Root, Tree thought as he brushed some dry leaves across where he’d buried the mouse.

Another leaf drifted down from the oak tree, and Tree’s tail drooped. Icetime was coming. Root had always said that they wouldn’t stay together for more than a moon or two, and it had been two moons.

Tree knew how much he owed Root. But still . . . he would be adrift and lonely when they went their separate ways.

If he couldn’t stay with his father forever, Tree wished he could be like the rest of the Sisters. If he could talk to the land, and if he could see spirits, he’d never be alone. Would he ever be able to? Moonlight had told him he would, someday, but he had tried so hard, and nothing had come of it. . . .

He straightened, struck by a new idea. Maybe—just maybe—something had changed since he was a kit. He was bigger and smarter and more capable now; was it possible that the land would speak to him in a way it had refused to when he was younger?

Tree glanced around half guiltily, making sure that Root wasn’t in sight. Root didn’t like to be reminded of Moonlight and the rest of the Sisters. He didn’t like to see Tree acting like them. The older cat

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