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"FOR THE SAKE OF STARCLAN STOP ARGUING!!" Lilypaw screeched. All cats turned their eyes on her.

Evening...
Snowstorm padded over to where he last saw FlowerEye

Hollyfeather climbed neatly up the tree and landed beside him. "You know, we are not really high up" she mewed, trying to reasure him. "Well, i was thinking about well, I think I need to discuss my feelings with you" she confessed.

Owlfur snarled when the stench of rotten rabbit filled his nostrils. "Let's get away from this stink place" he mewed.

Owlfur called to his mate up ahead of him. "Hey, do you want to stop and rest for a bit?" he asked while panting.

"Well, i think I like you more than a friend, for starters

"Hey, Brokenheart? I was wondering...if.... well.... we will ever have a, er, family, um, kits?" he asked nervously

Lilypaw glared at the warriors who had been fighting. "Look at all the cats around you! They are all happy and excited about this happy occasion. But you guys are acting like kits out of the nursery!" Lilypaw snarled.

"It's OK!" Hollyfeather purred. She was happy and surprised at the same time. But it was a wonderful feeling.

Nightstorm purred. They went over the stream

"Yes, I am ready. Where do you want to go?"

Owlfur purred, "i don't know... You would make a great mother

Lionheart purred next to Thistlesong.

Lilypaw sat with group of younger cats.

Hollyfeather glanced at Lionstorm and whisered to be quiet for a second. She then turned to the young cat. "Why do you want to die?" she asked the miserable cat gently.

"We should not let grief take control over us" Whitestorm's proud voice boomed around the clearing. He had sat in the clearing, quietly, mourning on the inside, but he knew the clans would find them weak if all they did was sit around and cry. "We need fresh kill to brighten up our spirits. Two cats can go get... Puddlestar's...body... and we should organize some patrols. Puddlestar would be proud of Snowclan if she saw how we can keep the clan strong and healthy." Whitestorm finished, wondering if his speech would have any effect over the cats.

"And I'm Whitestorm" a deep voice boomed from where a gray cat had been. He leaped into the clearing, with large muscles in every move he made. He sat down a wrapped his tail over his paws. Dangling from his jaws were a vole and a mouse. "Anybody hungry?" he asked, as he set the fresh kill down.

"OK" Whitestorm aggreed. "And are there any volunteers who would like to lead a patrol?"

Whitestorm glanced at the cat, wincing whenever she said Puddlestar's name. "Well, in that case, let me see..... Who would like to lead a patrol?"

Whitestorm took a step back, surprised at the way the cat had made the problem seem. "Of course I am not any of those, but I am just helping out until we do have a deputy and leader. But for now, all cats must help out and work together." he replied calmly.

Aquastorm notices Strikeclaw sitting alone and goes to sit next to him. Her pure white fur shines brilliantly against the moonlight. "I think the gathering should start soon... my pelt is about tobecome frozen!" she purred with amusement, hoping to start a conversation with the lonely cat.