Fire and Ice

Prologue

The Twolegs laughed as they roasted the smores. A cry was heard in the distance from some sort of animal. One of the Twolegs grabbed a smore and flung it into the trees where the sound had been heard. Back in the forest, and small kit purred with delight.

"Dont eat it sweatheart." said his mother, a gray she-cat.

"Your always telling me what to do!" said the small kit angerly. He licked the edge of the smore gently and then said happily "wow this is delicious."

At the mention of the food, the rest of Clan began to assemble around the smore. They all were delighted with it. They were interrupted when a brown tom with a twisted leg joined the party.

"We have found shelter." he said. Everyone tore their eyes away from the smore to look entirely at Deadfoot. A small brown tom behind got very excited.

"There's water!" he said happily. "And theres this slope and when you go down it, you get soaked. And I fell in, and it was cold. Then Deadfoot pulled me out." he said, looking up at the other cat called Deadfoot with great atraction in his eyes and voice. "You're my hero." he said. The gray she-cat remembered how Deadfoot would tell anyone about the time he swam from RiverClan camp and back through rapids during Leaf bare.

"Shut up Onewhisker." said a large and elderly black and white tom, who had a very long tail. He happened to be their leader. "So Deadfoot, was their any food?" he asked.

"Yes Tallstar." replied Deadfoot. There was this troup of rats that started dancing. They're very talented. You should see. They do private parties too, and I thought that we should take them to a Gathering some time." he said.

"Really? wow we should definatly consider that-" started Tallstar, but with a look of the clan's faces, he stopped. "I mean, can we eat these rats?" he said importantly.

"Yes, they have a group of them that aren't talented enough to be dancers, and instead, they go and find some cats to eat them. They gave me their card." said Deadfoot. He took a blue card out of his ear and gave it to Tallstar, who read;

Bluestar's Styling Salon

Get Papered for the Small Price of 1 mouse

Fur, Claws, Teeth, and Makeup

Visit the Secret ThunderClan Camp

Or Call for Details

1-800-BLUESTAR-ROX

The clan members looked at Deadfoot, who blushed. "Where did you get this?" they asked.

"Bluestar gave it to me at the last Gathering." he muttered.

"But you didn't go there did you?" asked a she-cat.

"Well, I do have my monthly perm. I mean, you don't think my fur is naturly this way? And she does have a wonderful selection of claw polish-" At these words, Deadfoot was pinned down by Onewhisker while his friend Tornear examined his claws.

"What color are they?" asked the gray she-cat.

"Turquoise, with little stars." said Tornear. The Clan howled with laughter, which cause the Twolegs to throw some more smores at them.

"Just give us the real card!" demanded Tallstart wearily. Deadfoot put Bluestar's card back and took out a pink one, which he gave Tallstar to read;

Troup 7's

Eat a Rat Fondation

Free Rats for Fun and Food

Call Dancing Dave

1-800-EAT-ME-4-FREE

"That sounds perfect!' said the gray-she cat.

"Let's go now!" said Tornear.

"What are we waiting for?" said Onewhisker.

Tallstar nodded and said. "Lead the way Deadfoot."