Poppypaw's heart beat fast as he squashed himseof as flat as he could against the trunk of the bush.Peering through the branches,he could see a dappled tortioseshell.She was too young to be a warrior,probably an apprentice.There was another apprentice,with a grey coat.And two warriors,probably their mentors. One of the warriors began speaking,but Poppypaw couldn't hear them.He could see them hissing at the thing,and he knew they wanted to know where it had come from. One of the apprentices looked their way,and the three apprentices froze. The cats looked toward the thing,unconvinced.