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Skyheart looked between Rainfoot and Snowystream, confused. THe two shecats shared a similar look on their bewildered faces. He was confused and slowly mewed, "Well, he has a rark brown pelt and his left ear is torn. Why?" Skyheart was thouroughly confused. Rainfoot suddenly started staring at her paws again. She has a habit of doing that when shes thinking, or frightened. Whatever had just happened between Snowystream and Rainfoot, it was important, and SKyheart knew it. Something big was right under their paws, something unseen and foreboding.

Rainfoot never noticed how malnourished and weak she had become since her clan had moved down from the moountains. Being mountain cats, Moonclan had allways been able to easily scale large rocks and jump logs. But now, SnowyStream had to help Rainfoot and SKyheart over logs and under bushes. THey had become clumsy and they were panting hevily when the three cats finally reached the river.

SKyheart looked out across the river. THe setting sun was turning it's calm ripples into brilliant gold waves. He hadn't imagined what had occured between him and Snowystream when she was helping him up the log. She had licked his cheek, stated her affection, it was a dangerous situation. To fall in love with a cat from another clan, especially under the rule of Tornstar. Dangerous indeed. He glanced over at Rainfoot, clearly unaware of his and Snowystreams exchange. She was gazing out across the river, its surface glittered in her dark pupils. She was the cat that Skyheart had grown up with, had grown to love in all those moons as well. Could Snowystream break that connection? He parted his jaws and let the smells of the river float into his senses. He wouldn't think about it for now.

((you're going to have to explain to the cats how to fish, lol, sorry, coming from the mountains, they didnt get alot of expirence with that.)) biggrin

Rainfoot's head was bent and her tail was dragging on the ground as the three cats entered the Waterclan camp. "You should get some rst Rainfoot you look tuckered out." Snowystream mewed. Rainfoot raised her head just in time to see her tease Skyheart with her tail. Rainfoots skin grew hot beneath her fur. She respected this new freind, but what she saw made her bristle. Maybe she was jsut imagining the look on Snowystream's face. She mewed softly, "Yeah, I think Ill do that." In fact, she wasnt tired anymore. She padded over to the den and chose a soft spot around the outside, where she could clearly hear Snowystream and Skyheart's mews. Whatever Snowystream was doing, Rainfoot didnt like it. She couldnt explain quite why, but it made her fur prickle.

Rainfoot's dreams were filled with complicated images. Lithe shadows dancing on the face of a rock, the river, churning and boiling, and dark, foreboding clouds racing across a red sky. She woke many times in the night, with the familiar, fur-prickling sensation. Once she woke up just before sunrise and she decided to walk down to the river. She was antsy and her paws were itching to run so she broke into a sprint and reached the river in no time. ONce there, Rainfoot took a while just to listen to the birds and the rustlings of mice in their underground dens, getting ready to greet the new day. She felt relaxed, more relaxed then she can remember since she was an apprientice. Is this, perhaps, where I actually belong? She pondered No! She concluded, My place is to help Moonclan! That is my duty, Starclan help me achieve that! After a while, she finally drifted off into a fitful sleep, the soft rush of the river and the scuffling mice as her lullaby.

Skyheart was roused from his sleep by Snowystream, licking him between his ears. He was suddenly alert, his blook rushing. ."Do you know where Rainfoot is?" she asked. "She's missing?" he mewed. He hot up to his paws and went over to the spot where she had been laying. Snowystream watched him for a moment then hastily mewed, "Do you want to go on a walk?" Skyheart turned around. "A walk? Well, yeah, but right now we have to find Rainfoot!" Skyheart knew he was probably just being paranoid, but he couldn't help but imagin the worst. THey were both weak, so if Rainfoot had encountered any rouges, or badgers, she could easile be wounded or evin killed. Skyheart took in Rainfoot's scent. "Cmon," he meowed, "this way." Snowystream hesitated, and then almost reluctantly, followed Skyheart out of the camp and into the forest.

Mosspelt yowled and pinned the strange cat to the ground. "Who are you? Why do you have my clan's scent on you?" When she saw the other cat's fear, she quickly said,"Do not fear me, I am the medicine cat of Waterclan." She smiled,"Are you one of the cats Snowystream was housing?"

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Mosspelt smiled, "I trust Snowystream has treated you well? She is a great help to have aroung camp."