Warriors: Path of a Warrior (Warriors Novella) by Erin Hunter

Author:Erin Hunter [Hunter, Erin]
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2019-04-09T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

“Get out! Get up! Now!” Shadowkit’s frantic yowls echoed through the main cave as he burst out of the tunnel from the Cave of Pointed Stones.

Tawnypelt pounded after him, Dovewing and Stoneteller close behind.

“You have to get out of the cave!” Shadowkit screeched, running to the closest nest and leaping on the huddled figure inside. The cat in the nest—Lark, Tawnypelt thought—gave a startled squeak and pushed him away.

All around the edges of the cave, confused voices rose from different nests.

“What’s going on?”

“Who is that?”

“Shadowkit? Are you having a bad dream?”

“Go back to sleep!”

Tawnypelt was nearly close enough to grab the kit by the scruff, but suddenly he reversed course, wriggling underneath her and racing from one nest to another, pummeling the cats with his paws. “You have to leave the cave! Now! You’re in terrible danger!”

They’re not going to listen to a kit. Tawnypelt ran forward and shook the cat in one of the nests. “He’s not just dreaming,” she said. “You have to wake up.”

She could hear Dovewing waking another cat. “I’m sorry, but we have to get moving.”

Stoneteller’s voice rose above the commotion in the cave. “Every cat on your paws. Shadowkit has had a vision that we are in danger.”

Obediently, the Tribe cats began to climb out of their nests, blinking and yawning in the near darkness. A to-be ran off down a side tunnel and returned with a few kit-mothers, their kits whining sleepily around their paws.

“A vision?” Bird meowed. “Why would a cat from the Clans have a vision about us? The Tribe of Endless Hunting doesn’t have anything to do with the Clans.”

“We don’t really have to leave the cave, do we?” Pine yowled anxiously, and several cats chimed in.

“It’s pouring!”

“Listen to the thunder out there! Can’t we wait until the storm lets up?”

A flash of lightning lit up the cave, and every cat flinched. The rain outside intensified.

“Shadowkit was sent here for a reason,” Stoneteller meowed solemnly, raising his voice to be heard over the storm. “Even though I don’t quite understand either, I think we need to listen to him. We must leave the cave.” He led the way toward the cave mouth, his head ducked low against the water blowing in. Behind him, the cats looked at one another in shock, then slowly began to follow.

The Teller of the Pointed Stones never leaves the cave, Tawnypelt remembered, a sense of relief washing over her. Stoneteller must really believe in Shadowkit’s vision. I was right to bring him.

Something pressed against her side, and she looked down to see Shadowkit gazing up at her.

“Let’s keep him between us,” Dovewing said from his other side, sounding grim. “I don’t like the look of that storm.”

As they stepped through the cave mouth, cold water drenched Tawnypelt’s fur, making her gasp in shock. With the storm, the waterfall had increased terribly in size: the narrow path of rocks that usually ran behind the water was soaked, heavy water pounding steadily against it. A harsh

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