"The only thing to be heard among the awfully loud racket was a piercing cry of pain before the whole world fell deathly silent. " Such a lovely friendship it is, two young warriors with two similar starts at life, and yet so different opinions on it. Sandstrike and Ripplefrost live with the same amount of trauma, both apprenticed by their respective leaders themselves, respected and skilled warriors of their Clan. They got nothing to prove. Getting the love of their lives shouldn't be such a hard task, surely. So why do they have more trouble with it then they should? And most of all, why can't they both just move on like any other cat would? First book of "A Fading Trail"!