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

but he could make out the beautiful orange and brown markings on her lithe body as she sniffed along his pelt.
    Her eyes were large and pale, one rimmed with darker fur than the other, and her mottled face narrowed to a soft white muzzle. “Don’t look so frightened,” she told him. “You are safe.”
    â€œWhat about Hollykit and Lionkit?”
    â€œThey are safe too.”
    Jaykit let his head rest back into the moss as the she-cat continued to nuzzle his fur, gently touching every aching spot on his body. The parts she touched seemed to flood with heat until he felt warm all over.
    â€œDrink now, precious,” she urged. She dragged a leaf to his mouth. It held a tiny pool of water. It was cool and sweet and made him feel sleepy. He closed his eyes.
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    When Jaykit awoke the she-cat was gone. His body still ached, but not as much as before.
    â€œYou’re awake.” Leafpool’s voice surprised him.
    â€œWhere is the other cat?” he asked groggily.
    â€œWhat other cat?”
    â€œThe one that brought me water to drink.” He recalled the distinctive mottled markings on her body. “She was a tortoiseshell, with a white muzzle.”
    â€œTortoiseshell with a white muzzle?” Leafpool’s mew sharpened with interest.
    Jaykit couldn’t understand why Leafpool was just repeating everything he said. He tried lifting his head, but his neck felt too stiff and he winced in pain.
    â€œYou’ll be sore for a while,” Leafpool warned him. “But you were lucky that no bones were broken.” She rolled a ball of water-soaked moss to his muzzle. “Here, you should drink something.”
    â€œI’m not thirsty,” Jaykit mewed. “I told you, that other cat brought me some water.”
    Leafpool pawed the moss away from his mouth. “Tell me about her,” she prompted gently.
    Jaykit started to feel uneasy, as if he might have done something wrong. He was puzzled by the tension in Leafpool’s shoulders, and the way the tip of her tail stirred the moss-covered ground. “I’d never seen her before, but she smelled of ThunderClan and she was here in your den, so I guessed it was okay to drink the water she gave me.”
    There was a long pause, then: “It was Spottedleaf,” Leafpool meowed. “One of our warrior ancestors.”
    â€œLike in StarClan? I…I’m not dead, am I?”
    â€œNo, of course not. It must have been a dream.”
    â€œBut why would I dream of a cat I’ve never met?”
    â€œStarClan works in its own way. Spottedleaf chose to come to you for a reason,” Leafpool murmured. She turned away to tidy a wrap of herbs. “Thank StarClan your ancestors took pity on you,” she told him briskly. “You could have died fallingover the cliff. You were lucky you weren’t badly hurt!”
    â€œI feel hurt enough,” Jaykit complained.
    â€œYou have no one to blame but yourself. You should never have gone hunting foxes. You’re mouse-brains, the three of you! And you most of all. What were you thinking of, leaving the camp like that?”
    Her irritation sparked anger in Jaykit. Ignoring his aching stiffness, he scrabbled to his paws and glared at her. “It’s not fair!” he snapped. “I should be allowed to do the same things as any cat!”
    â€œNone of you should have been outside the hollow,” Leafpool pointed out. “Hollykit and Lionkit have been in serious trouble with Firestar and Squirrelflight.” Jaykit opened his mouth to defend himself, but she went on. “Thank StarClan that Thornclaw was close enough to save Hollykit and Lionkit from that den. Those fox cubs were old enough to have torn them to pieces.”
    Jaykit lifted his chin defiantly. “We were trying to protect the Clan.”
    â€œOne day you will,” Leafpool promised. “But first you need to learn as much as you can, which includes