Logan whined a bit, returning to is Clan and his Den. He dove into his hole, curling up and preparing for the long day ahead of him.

((Phail. Braindeadness)) 

Mosswing was shaking with his experience with Silverheart... his leader was quite frightening.  His side and scruff still hurt slightly from where Silverheart had carried and nudged him, but he didnt care... he helped the strange cat in his search for his loved one, well at least by somehow managing to get Silverheart to allow him to search.  He raced inside his den as quick as he could and curled up in a ball, he was shaking from his experience from his leader... then he heard his guardian, Specklefoot, call his name  ((could I use specklefoot for the guardian and should i make a bio?))

Specklefoot ran into the den grabbing Mosswing with her paws.  "Mosswing, I was so worried!" her face looked as if it was drained of color and she licked him repeatedly.  "Dont you ever wander away again!  Its to dangerous!  Where were you, are you feeling okay?  How'd you make it home!?" she whispered anxiously again and again...holding him tighter with her paws.

Mosswing smiled happily..."I wont dont worry, and I heard a fight beggining between Swiverhert and a stranger." he anwsered, specklefoot gave him an angry yet worried look.

"Mosswing.  You shouldnt get between Silverheart and a...a...stranger!" she growled sternly.  "The stranger could be dangerous...more dangerous then Silverheart angry..." she stated.

Mosswing shivered at the thought, their leader was quite scary while she was angry..."Im sorry.  I didnt want them to fight... and he was a lot bigger then Swiverhert, and shes the one who brought me back." he reported quietly.

Speckledfoot gave a stern look..."I must thank her at sunrise, if I lost you I dont know what I'd do." she whispered wrapping herself around the small kit, speckledfoot smiled as she felt Mosswing drift off to sleep.

((Sorry thats so long...))

(((Bump. ))

((Yes, you can :))((Bumpers!! Don't die yet!!!:())

Thornpaw exited the apprentice's den and stretched in the sun. It was barely sunrise, though he wasn't sure why he was up. He had been told by Logan to return to the camp and tell Shadetear about the strange animal scent and Ice's scent mixed. Then he had been told to stay in camp. He remembered that he had gone to sleep early because of this. The rest of the camp was silent and still. He crawled threw the thorn tunnel and wandered out to the forest. He started to hunt, then ended up at the Windclan stream border. He wasn't sure if he meant to come or not, but the scents of several cats of both Thunderclan and Windclan made him wonder what he had missed while he was sleeping. Guilt began to gnaw at his stomach, for he felt a good warrior would have been there to protect his clan, not sleeping in his den. He breathed in again, searching for Ice's scent. He found it, but it was weak. He still couldn't believe she was gone. He wandered back to camp, still hunting. By the time he walked threw the thorn tunnel, he had caught a few squirrels, some mice, and a couple of birds. He had to make the trip twice to get them all in. After he had placed them, he sat down and stared at the pile. He decided he wasn't hungry and would eat that night. He went and curled up beside the entrance to Logan's den, which used to be Ice's. He wanted to be on the dawn patrol, then a hunting patrol, then border. Anything to try to fill up this guilty gap in his stomach.

Ice sighed and woke up once more. She remembered that she had lost her first life. She looked at her side and saw scars, no longer wounds. "That's pretty handy...." she muttered, "You lose a life, but come back healthy as ever." She stood up and realized she was standing in a big bird's nest. Across the nest from her laid two eggs. She walked up and sniffed them. The sent of Eagle hit her. "That's why its so big..." she said. She wasn't one to talk to herself, but the silence was getting to her. She looked up, expecting to see the sky, but instead saw the roof of a cave. "I know I saw the blue of the sky at some point..." she growled. She walked to the edge, and then climbed down. The cool cave floor felt good on her sore pads. She circled the nest several times, then a star caught her eye. Its night! she thought, realizing that was why it was so hard to find the entrance. She wandered out of it, and sat down for a few moments to let her eyes adjust to the darkness. Suddenly she realized she was somewhere on the mountain behind Windclan territory. She could see the giant lake that the clans surrounded, she could see her forest, the great Windclan plains, the Shadowclan swamp, and the Riverclan Island, as well as the Gathering Place Island in the center of the lake. She sighed, knowing that her clan must be needing her, but knew that the journey would be long. She walked down the rocky mountain side until she had found a little crevice for her to curl up in for the night until the sun was high in the sky without fear of being found by mountain animals. She laid down, whispering, "Starclan, please guide me home to my clan and care for them in my absence."

((yay :) im not the only one!))

Silverheart awoke the next morning and went out on patrol...it was still dark out and her silver pelt was invisible in the shadows.  She couldnt smell Logan, but she went out anyway searching for intruders.

((Sorry, I'll post for a while, but I'm leaving.))

Logan whined at the border, suddenly smelling Icepelt. He paced the border, before running across it and  to the mountain, where her scent led.

((Leaving?? How so?))