The next morning, Henry was more tired than when he had gone to sleep. He had nothing but nightmares all night, nightmares about strange cats he was chasing. He never caught up with them.
He was tired of all this. If he was ever going to get a good night's sleep ever again, he was going to have to figure out what all of his memories were leading to.
He bounded to the front door, scratching the wood until the reluctant Twoleg opened it for him. On the way out, he rolled his eyes at the Twoleg. What a piece of work! At least forest cats have one thing going for them, no Twolegs!
He ran to the fence, leaping over it. He sprinted all the way to the entrance, not stopping for anything. He snuck a peak at the clearing.
Cats were starting to gather there, some getting food to eat, and some talking to the blue she-cat. The four little kits were wrestling each other, getting in the way of all the other cats. Henry couldn't help but smile.
Henry didn't know how the cats were going to react to him. They looked friendly, but they would most certainly defend their territory. But Rusty would stop them from attacking him.
He took a deep breath, then walked through the brambles. At first, no one noticed him. But then, one cat glanced up, and soon the news of his arrival spread through the entire camp.
"Intruder!"
Henry saw angry glares towards him, and cats unsheathing their claws. The kits were herded in their nest, guarded by other cats. Henry didn't know what to do. He frantically looked around, searching for Rusty.
Rusty had seen him too, and their eyes locked. A wave of understanding passed between them, and Rusty started pushing his way to the front.
"Firepaw! What in StarClan's name are you doing?" The cat Henry recognized as Tigerkit batted Rusty away.
"Tigerclaw, I know this cat!"
Every cat stopped dead in their tracks. Rusty looked up in surprise. He had spoken those words, along with someone else.
It was the blue she-cat.