It was a gloomy night, no doubt about it. The reason for such gloom was unclear to Icepaw. Was it the cold rain? Or maybe it was the clouds obstructing the moon? The silver she didn't know or care about. The overturned log slowly became moister as she waited for warmth. The gray moth fluttering by was in her sights as her river-blue eyes adjusted to its movement. She jumped and the moth was no more than a smear on her paw, so she smirked and wiped her paw on a nearby stick. Icepaw turned her head, something caught her eye. She stalked through the bushes and jumped onto the cream and brown feline, sending them both rolling toward a bramble bush. "Hey! What was that for?!"
"Sorry" Icepaw apologized
"It's ok." The tom mumbled, "What's your name?"
"Icepaw. Yours?"
"Rootpaw of WolfClan."
"Oh, I'm from FogClan."
"Why are you here then?"
"I ask you the same."
"I just heard some rattling in the bushes so I-"
"Rootpaw, where are you?!" An unknown voice yelled worriedly.
"Whelp, I have to go. By the way, the gathering tonight!"
Whoa, the Gathering is tonight?! How long have I been gone?' She thought. 'FogClan is probably looking for me!'"Have you seen cats from FogClan? Were they looking for someone?" IcePaw said quickly
"No, I didn't see any, why?"
"Well, it's not important, but I wandered too far from camp, that's all! Are we too far away?"
"No, it would only take you a few minutes, if you're going to travel on the surface."
"The surface?" Icepaw repeated, confused.
"yea, follow me!"
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IcePetal's Path
Teen FictionAfter wandering too far from home, IcePaw meets RootTail, who helps her get home. She soon starts to fall heads over heels in love and they become mates. Nothing can go wrong, right?
