Snowsilver stops at the edge of Clan territory. This was the point of no return.
He steps across the border slowly. Nobody would know if he turned back now. I have to do this.
He goes more cautiously now. He recognised this place. He soon would be nearing the place Silverfur had battled the fox.
He didn't mind night travel much. It's a bit eerie, not to bad though. A bat flies overhead.
This is the second journey of the legendary Snowsilver he narrates, he leaves home- willingly this time- to find the she-cat that had cared for him and accompanied him on his last journey. Once he found her he would be happy for the first time since his mothers death- well- not the first time. He had fallen in love. Sadly, she couldn't come with him on his journey.
He continued walking, narrating each step he took as if it were an important thing. Memories of his first journey flash through his mind as he goes deeper into somewhat familiar territory. He hadn't been here since then. An owl hoots. A bird of prey calls out in the night. Snowsilver laughs at his own version of events.
He studies a mental picture of the she-cat he loved so dearly and yet left behind. He glances back only once, longing for Goldsparrow. Her golden pelt was forbidden to him now. He would likely never see her again. Never look into her deep blue eyes. He sighs. She would be having Bluedream's kits.
He changed his thoughts to the she-cat he was searching for. A silver she-cat, named after her silver fur. Silverfur he blinks groggily and yawns. Time to sleep. He crawls into a tree and falls asleep.

"Snowsilver!" A she-cat wakes him.
"Goldsparrow!" Snowsilver climbs down the tree, "you came!"
"I had to," Goldsparrow purrs, "I love you."
The pair begin walking together.
"What about Thunderclan?" Snowsilver asks, "and your kits?"
"Thunderclan is not you," Goldsparrow licks his cheek, "you're far more important to me. I want you to raise these kits with me."
She came for me Snowsilver purrs, she loves me!
"I'll never leave your side," Goldsparrow purrs.
"And I yours," Snowsilver smiles blissfully.

He wakes up, tears swelling in his eyes.
He decides to continue his fantasy as he walks.
"Look at the stars," Snowsilver purrs.
"They're beautiful," Goldsparrow leans against his side.
"Just like you," Snowsilver purrs again.

"Where are we going?" Goldsparrow asks.
"To find Silverfur," Snowsilver explains, "she's important to me."
"Not as important as me though, right?" Goldsparrow's voice is laced with jealousy.
"She's like a mother to me," Snowsilver calms her, "you're the one I love."
"Your mate?" Goldsparrow looks to him hopefully.
"My mate," he purrs.

Food he thinks. He is snapped out of his fantasy as he realizes his hunger.
A mouse sits at the base of a tree.
He gets into a hinter crouch and sniffs the air. He is downwind. Lucky. He creeps up on the mouse and pounces.
Yum! He begins to eat the mouse quietly.
After he finishes his mouse he burrys the bones at the base of a tree. He takes a moment to make dirt before continuing his journey, short, but a journey none the less.