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    Honeypaw grabbed the fish from his head and placed it on Hazlepaw. "Now you're a double fish-head!" he mewed cheerfully. Honeypaw was having so much- he wish he could play like this forever!

    "Alright Hazlepaw!" he mewed in response. Slowly, he padded over to the shore, and stood on the bank so his belly didn't touch the small waves. Droplets of water covered his entire pelt, and the moonlight was reflected so his fur had a starlight glow surrounding him. Honeypaw's gaze traveled over the lake and then rested on Jaypaw. Suddenly, his heart lurched. Honeypaw just realized he was left alone with Jaypaw- and Hazlepaw and the others were probably too far away to notice.

    Honeypaw sighed as he turned around to meet Jaypaw's stinging glare. Here we go again, he thought, sitting down on his paws. "Well, it's because I was invited here," he began, trying to sound as confident as he could, "and I don't have to leave until you guys do." Don't tell me what to do, mousebrain, Honeypaw thought in his head, not wanting to say it to Jaypaw's face.

    "You too, mouse brain," Honeypaw muttered very silently under his breath. He about had it with Jaypaw and wanted to tear that smirk right off his face. Anxiously, Honeypaw sheathed and unsheathed his claws in the lake bed to prevent himself from chasing after him.

    The forest land was still and silent, as though there was no sign that nothing ever walked here. Starlight shined down, giving every leaf and blade of grass a trimmer of the stars. A young, rocky tom padded out from the underbrush and into a small clearing. His emerald eyes were wide with fear, excitement, and awe.


    "Where am I?" the tom muttered out loud, gazing around the unknown territory. "I think I'm dreaming, but it doesn't feel like it..." He sat down on his paws, his eyes and mind focused on his surroundings.

    Honeypaw stood up, glancing over at Hazlepaw. "Um, okay," he replied, walking over to her. A little bit of excitement flared in his chest. This is my chance to spend some alone time with her Honeypaw thought, meeting up to Hazlepaw's side.

    The tom jumped a little at the voice that broke the silence. He turned his head to meet Lavenderkit's warm gaze. "H- hello," he meowed in replied, still a little jumpy, "where am I? I feel like I'm dreaming, but..." The tom sank to the ground- he felt as though he fought a hundred battles.

    The tom couldn't believe his ears. He felt as though he was just ran over by a monster on the Thunderpath. The tom placed his paws over his head, trying to deny the truth. "But my Clan! They need me! I..." He was lost in words, unable to say anything.

    Honeypaw padded silently after her, looking back to make sure nobody was following. "So, where are we going now?" he whispered silently, gazing into her soft eyes, "and why do we have to be alone?"

    "Well, there's no going back now, so I might as well introduce myself." The young tom rose up to sit on his haunches. "My name is Rockclaw," he began, "and I came from Riverclan." I was a warrior for not that long, but fought many battles. I participated in the war with the Free Ones for peace from the anti-clan Elite."

    "Oh yes! Certainly!" Honeypaw meowed excitedly. He couldn't wait to catch up on old times with Hazlepaw- and maybe even rebuild their old friendship. "But... where are we going?" he asked with a puzzled look on his face.

    "It's nice to meet you then, Lavenderkit." Rockclaw mewed, dipping his head in respect for the much wiser kit. "So where are the other Starclan cats?" he asked with a puzzled look on his face. Rockclaw wanted to meet his old friends who died away either from age or battle.

    [glow=tan,2,300]"Goodbye, Lavenderkit. Thank you, for leading me here." Rockclaw mewed in farewell as her image faded. His sad gaze switched over to the vast land of Starclan, where countless amounts of ancestor's spirits were waiting. As Rockclaw padded over to them, he noticed how his paws made no sound on the shining forest floor. Is this what it feels like to be a spirit? he thought, glancing over his body. Starlight shined over his misty tan pelt, and infinite amounts of energy surged through him. Rockclaw felt as though he could run through the vast lands forever![/glow]

    Honeypaw was keeping good pace with Hazlepaw as they padded closer towards the camp. I wonder what she wants to show me, he thought as he spotted familiar land markers that signified the camp was close by.

    ((It was a tree that fell over from some storm. :3))


    Honeypaw's eyes shined with excitement as he slowly padded inside the hole. "Yes, I do remember! But I was so small then, I can barely fit in it now!" he mewed laying down. Honeypaw's pelt barely brushed the sides of the tree.

    ((Going to take a shower, might not be back on until tomorrow.))


    "So, what did you want to talk about Hazlepaw?" Honeypaw asked curiously. There had to be a reason of why she led him all the way back to camp just to talk. "Is there something on your mind?"