![]() There will be doubt, and a great challenge, he agreed.ĭarkness, air, water, and sky will come together, and shake the forest to its roots, the first cat went on. On the opposite side of the pool, another cat bowed his tawny, bracken-colored head. A doom that will change everything has been foretold in the stars. The cat who had appeared first rose to her paws. They padded down to sit as close to the water as they could, until the lower slopes were filled with lithe shapes gazing down into the pool. As if at a signal, more cats began to appear, slipping into the hollow from every direction. Sitting on a flat stone that jutted out over the pool, she raised her head to look around. At the top of the hollow, the fronds of bracken parted to reveal a cat her bluish gray fur glimmered as she stepped delicately from rock to rock, down to the water’s edge. Wind sighed softly through the trees and ruffled the quiet surface of the pool. The air was heavy with the scents of late greenleaf. At the bottom of a rocky hollow, a pool reflected the starshine. There was no moon, but the stars of Silverpelt shed their frosty glitter over the trees. ![]()
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