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Cocoapaw bounces forward and falls into a pile of snow, snow goes over his head but he bounces again and gets out of the snow.
"Maybe bouncing isn't the best idea," Heatherfur laughs, "you can bounce later, but for now, let's just follow Froststar and Hazelstripe."
Ceaderstripe hears a rustle in the bushes behind her but when she turns she just sees a bit of gray move, must be a mouse.
"Well," Froststar said, "we're off."
Froststar takes the lead up the mountain, stepping on stones and jumping over small streams.
They get close to the top of the mountain and Ceaderstripes paws are numb from the cold.
"Ceaderstripe," Hazelstripe mews.
Hope flutters in Ceaderstripe, Hazelstripe had not spoken directly to Ceaderstripe since they were apprentices.
"Yes?" Ceaderstripe asks.
"So Burntwhisker is your mate, yes?" Hazelstripe asks.
"Yes," Ceaderstripe confirms.
"Congratulations," Hazelstripe mews.
"Uh- th- thanks," Ceaderstripe stutters.
"I don't have a mate, I keep to myself mostly. All of the other cats are so much older or younger than me, its hard to make friends," Hazelstripe mews.
"I don't really hang out with any cats other than my friends," Ceaderstripe admits, "I do of course go on patrols and all but I just do the work and get back to camp."
"Snowfang and Shadowblaze are occasionally nice to talk to but since Shadowblaze became a warrior two days ago he and Snowfang are always staring at each other," Hazelstripe rolls her eyes, "I think Snowfang was not the best choice of temporary leaders if they continue the way they seem to be."
Ceaderstripe laughs, "I wonder if they know about your tunnels."
"Nobody knows about my tunnels except you two," Hazelstripe drops her voice to a whisper and flicks her tail to Pinestripe, "right?"
Ceaderstripe nods, "I can't speak for Pinestripe, but I never told anyone, not my friends, not my family."
"Good," Hazelstripe speeds up and leaves Ceaderstripe behind her.
Ceaderstripe sighs, she may never rebuild her relationship with Hazelstripe. She is stubborn and sly, but can be kind and caring if she wants to be.
"This is the top," Froststar mews, "we'll take a short break and then go down the mountain,"
Ceaderstripe sits beside Burntwhisker and they talk about what they did with their families before leaving. Ceaderstripe tells him about the beautiful clearing and sleeping with her family in the nest.
"My parents and I went to where Ashkit is buried and talked about our plans for the journey," Burntwhisker explains, "it was nice, very emotional."
"That's nice," Ceaderstripe mewed. She leaned against Burntwhisker.
Ashkit was Burntwhisker's litter mate who died just after birth from all the smoke from the fire.
The fire was terrible, or so Ceaderstripe had heard. The fire had started three days after Ceaderstripe and Hemlockheart were born. It was the day Burntwhisker and Ashkit had been born.
What would I have done if Hemlockheart had died in the fire? Ceaderstripe thinks.
"We're going now," Froststar mewed, standing up.
Ceaderstripe shook away her thoughts and stood up, ready to continue walking.