By the time they were done, Fox was filled with medical information.
Marigold for infection, Feverfew for fevers, Yarrow for poison...
The ginger and white she-cat was sure that was all she was going to dream about. She built a comfy nest of moss and feathers then curled up and fell asleep.
Instead of dreaming about herbs, Fox was greeted by blackness. Then, a beautiful orange and black figure appeared in the darkness. A real fox.
She listened as a voice meowed: "There will come a fox with flaming paws. It will be guided by the stars and the moon and it will make peace with the jay."
Fox was amazed to see the canine's paws light up with fire. A starry night could be seen past the fox, the moon being half full. A blue jay flew to sit on its shoulder and the orange creature nuzzled it.
Fox awoke a little before dawn.
Might as well get going.
As she was walking, she pondered what her dream meant. Then suddenly, Fox smelled a horrible smell. It was a smell of other cats, but it still smelled bad. She raced past the pines where the scent markers were located. As the pines became oaks, she slowed down. There were scents here, too, but they were more welcoming. When she saw a patch of herbs, Fox decide to cross the border. When she had looked at all the flowers and things there, she padded around the trees to see what else she could find. Soon enough, she saw a patch of daisies behind a few trees. She sniffed the air and realized that there was another cat around.
I hope they're friendly!
She padded through the thick undergrowth and stood behind a tree. Fox stuck her head around the other side of the tree. A handsome longhaired gray tabby tom was picking daisies.
You have to get over your shyness! You have to talk to him now. It's creepy to stand here and he'll hear you if you turn back!
"Hello there." Fox mewed shyly. "Did you know daisies are good for aching joints?"
The tabby whipped his head around to face her.
I have seen him before. But where? I know! My dreams!
Fox was thrown back to one of the dreams she had.
They were sitting outside on a beautiful starry night. Her and this handsome tabby.
"I'll miss you." Fox's voice was desolate.
"And I you. I won't ever forget you, I promise."
The gray cat leaned toward her, and their noses touched.
Fox was the first to break away. She could feel the tom's gaze watching her as she neatly jumped down beside the waterfall, paused at the end of the path for one brief glance at him over her shoulder, then vanished into the cave.
"Good-bye Stoneteller,"She could faintly hear him murmur. "May the Tribe of Endless Hunting light your path, always."
As Fox snapped back to reality, she looked up at the gray tabby.
"Get away kittypet!" He snarled, his blue gaze not seeming focused. "You aren't welcome!"
"But wait! I mean no harm!" She wailed "I've seen you before! In my dreams! Your name's Jay's Wing!"
The tabby, still in a defensive stance, looked at her with shock.
"Half Moon?"