Icepaw hurried back to camp, she had talked to Stormpaw all night and felt exhausted. She yawned and shook her pelt, she slipped into camp through the dirtplace tunnel and padded into camp. She saw Midnightsky, hoping she wouldn't see her she hurried over to her den and slipped inside. It was empty. She curled up in a little ball and closed her eyes, intently asleep.
Icepaw padded around this light dappled clearing, every time she looked around all she saw was Stormpaw's face. "No!!!" she yowled and bolted off, running to the end of the clearing, but it just wouldn't come. No matter how fast she ran or how long she ran, the trees stayed where they were.
Icepaw woke panting, she looked around the den. It was still empty. She padded out of her den, mind whirling. She needed advice. She'd talk to her mentor, she decided. "Midnightsky?" she called to her mentor as she padded out of her den. "I need to talk to you."