Warriors: Power of Three 01 - The Sight Read Online Free PDF

Hollykit could reply. He led them up the slope, out of the bracken, and over the top of the leaf-strewn mound of earth.
    â€œThe escape route is here,” he announced, skidding to a halt.
    â€œIt’s no bigger than a rabbit hole!” Hollykit mewed in surprise.
    â€œPerhaps that’s what it used to be,” Lionkit answered. “Who cares, so long as we can fit down it?”
    Thornclaw’s meow sounded in the trees not far away. The warrior patrol must have given up searching the bracken near the dead fox and were heading toward the mound of earth.
    â€œHurry!” Lionkit hissed. “Or Thornclaw will find the cubs first!”
    Taking a deep breath, Jaykit plunged into the hole. Its earthen sides pressed against his pelt as he scrabbled down it. He didn’t mind that there would be no light down here; he trusted his nose to lead him to the den. He could feel Lionkit pressing behind him and pushed onward until he exploded into the foxes’ den.
    The air was warm and stank of fox—more than one. Jaykitlet out a threatening hiss. Lionkit, at his side in an instant, spat ferociously, and Hollykit gave a vicious yowl.
    Jaykit could not see the foxes, but as soon as he heard them scramble to their paws, he realized that they were far bigger than they had expected. Fear shot through him as the cubs let out a shrieking cry.
    â€œThey’re huge!” wailed Lionkit.
    â€œLet’s get out of here!” Jaykit screeched.
    He turned and shot back up the escape tunnel. The hot breath of a fox cub blasted his tail fur. Were Hollykit and Lionkit trapped in the den? He could not stop and turn to find out. The fox cub’s jaws were snapping at his heels as it pursued him out of the hole.
    Wild with terror, Jaykit hurtled down the bank and through the bracken. “Thornclaw!” he yowled.
    The warrior did not answer, and Jaykit fled toward the bramble thicket. He hoped the thorns would stop the fox, but it chased him into the bush. Thorns tore at Jaykit’s nose and ears, but the fox plunged through them as though racing through grass. He floundered on, tearing free of the brambles and running for the camp. He could smell the familiar scents of the hollow and headed straight for them. The fox cub was still at his heels, growling and snapping.
    I must be near the camp now! he thought desperately, his paws skidding on the loose leaves.
    Pain pierced his tail as the fox cub snapped at it with thorn-sharp teeth. Jaykit dug his claws into the ground, running faster and faster, until, without warning, the grounddisappeared from beneath his paws.
    With a jolt of horror, Jaykit felt himself plunging into empty air.
    I’ve fallen into the hollow!

C HAPTER 3
    Jaykit tried to move, but pain shot through his limbs and gripped his chest like claws.
    Panic flooded him. I’m broken!
    He tried to mew for help.
    â€œHush, little one.” Warm breath stirred his fur, and a soft nose nuzzled his flank.
    He figured it must be Leafpool, though she sounded strange. Perhaps the throbbing in his head was confusing him. Jaykit knew he was in the cleft in the wall of the hollow that formed Leafpool’s den. Moss softened the ground beneath him. Cold air flowed down the smooth rock walls, soft as water. Tendrils of bramble shielded the entrance. The scent of herbs filled the air; instinctively Jaykit tried to distinguish one from another. He identified juniper easily—Leafpool had fed it to Lionkit for bellyache after he had eaten too much fresh-kill. Borage he remembered from when Ferncloud had a fever after Icekit and Foxkit were born.
    Where were Hollykit and Lionkit?
    He couldn’t smell them anywhere.
    He writhed in his nest, trying to find them.
    â€œLie still, little one.”
    Jaykit opened his eyes and saw a she-cat crouched beside him. He realized he must be dreaming. She wasn’t a cat he recognized, but she had ThunderClan scent. Her image was hazy, a jumble of shapes,