Nelson goes to fetch his brother and I'm standing here. It's a nice clearing, and the rain is calming. The moon is shining down directly on my pelt and the grass around me, but no stars are in the sky.

The tuxedo tom returns with Twister. "Follow me," I order them. We walk through the forest and my eyes flicker from side to side, trying to spot Antstar. He's probably hiding in the bushes like the coward he is.