Frost Melting (Warrior Cats)

Chapter 8

She wakes up to find herself back by the tree next to Shadowclan territory. Why am I here again, she asks herself drowsily.

"Hello again!", a bright voice says from behind her. Silverpaw yelped. She turns around to see Wolfpaw seated down besides her.

"I thought you'd be here again," he said happily. He looked a little worn out, like he'd been running for a long time. He lay down next to her, showing the biggest fish Silverpaw had ever seen, even though she hasn't even seen more than three fish in her life. It had green on its upper body and below that a bluish white.

"You caught that for me?", Silverpaw asks, touched.

"Umm, no. I caught it for us," He answers brightly. He cuts the fish in half, prodding one side to her. She takes it, grateful for the distracting smell of fresh kill.

"Am I allowed to ask why you keep coming here?", he asks.

"Well, Ummm...I guess it's just a little crowded in my clans apprentice den," Silverpaw said. Maybe I'm lying to myself, she thought. Maybe i'm just coming here to see Wolfpaw. She shakes that thought from her head.

"Why are you here?", she asks him.

"To find lost pretty she-cats like you who need help," He replies, winking.

"First of all i'm not lost, and second of all I don't need help."

"If that's what you wanna tell yourself", he says.

"Ugh! I'm tired of cats saying i'm just a pretty kit whos helpless and can't do anything on my my own,"She hisses, tackling him on the ground.

"If I were you I would run, because this kitty got claws," She calls as he runs.

"You, me in a quarter moon, same spot", he yells as he stops at his border, walking away quickly so Silverpaw has no chance to refuse his offer.

"Toms", she mews. They never learn, she says to herself.

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