Sunclan?

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    <blockquote>Blazeheart finally gave a sigh. Jumping off from the tree the red tom walked towards the kits. He gave a bow towards the large sized cougar. "Are you searching for the "real" SunClan group?" He asked calmly towards the three kits and Miro, shaking off the extra snow from his pelt.</blockquote>

    "Yes," said Miro in a very quiet and very deep voice. "Do you know where it is?"


    He watched Blazeheart with no apparent emotion. He was long past the stage in his life when he had had way too little self control.

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    Coconut watched as the huge tom stepped from the shadows. They seemed determined to find sunclan and while the weather would no doubt hinder them Cocnut could feel an admiration for their determination... or stupidity, whichever way you looked at it. With a glance at Blazeheart as he seemed to know where they had gone, she sighed and set down the mouse. Walking over Coconut stood in front of Miro and looked up at him a moment. No fear showed in her round eyes despite his size. He was looking after kits, so he obviously had a caring heart. "Good luck, I hope you all find what you're looking for in Sunclan, but if you don't... Feel free to come back." Then, she picked up her tiny mouse and with a last glance at the kits she turned and started to head back towards camp.


    (Coconut's walking away, and will be out if no one wants her opinion :P)

    "We are going to SunClan, and only SunClan." Wildphyre stated simply, and turned back to Miro, and then turned to Blazeheart.

    Miro looked at Wildphyre with the smallest hint of emotion. "I don't know where it is." Seriously...he didn't. He did not have a clue. He might be huge, but he wasn't any more able to get them to Sunclan than the next cat.

    "And why do you say that?" Calmnight said to Thermo. "As my foster mother said, don't judge a book by its cover."

    "Because you obviously know where it is and you should take us there, sicne it's the right thing to do," Thermo told Calmnight knowing he could be fiercer then usual with Miro around.

    Calmnight sighed at the kit, then turned to Miro. "No, I don't. The scent was washed away by the time my tribe and I found it was abandoned. I have no idea where Sunclan went, but if you see Ivysong there, give her my regards, please. She was my sister-in-law. The cats who have kin in Sunclan have it through Brody, in case you were wondering."

    Brody. A glint of surprise and recognition moved Miro's features almost imperceptively, for the barest second. "I will." Miro decided not to press the tom, because with snow like this it made good sense that no one would know where they'd gone. "Thermo, Creon, and Wildphyre. This is not the place for you...Sunclan is gone and there is no one for you here. We're going somewhere else, unless you want to stay here."

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    Calmnight glanced at Thermo before returning his eyes to Miro. Heck. That cat was HUGE.

    A nod from the massive cougar, then Miro looked at the last kit. "Wildphyre, you ready?" He already knew where he would bring them. The last place he knew where they had anyone besides himself.

    "I'm ready. Let's leave this place." Wildphyre said, and nodded to his siblings and Miro. "So, are we going to see Brody? Who's Brody, anyway?"

    "Your grandfather." Something like that, thought Miro. technically he was further back than that but Miro didn't know the specifics.


    He turned from the camp and padded out, now he had all three of them it was off to the place where in his mind, much of this had all begun.


    The snow had grown deep and even his paws did not touch bottom. Miro glided through.

    "Brody's related to us...?" Wildphyre questioned, trying to get some descriptive answers out of Miro. Ever since all of the deaths, the cougar had become more silent. "So... he was momma's dad? Or was he dad's dad?" The red kit asked. Dad. Who WAS his father? Theresa never spoke of him.