A.N. Ok, here's another chapter! Man, I'm rolling these out quickly…Anyway, I'm introducing another point of view in this chapter.

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I jerked my head quickly, bringing myself out of the past and into the present. I had to stay calm. Chances were that my imagination was playing tricks on me again. After he left, how many times had I thought I'd seen or scented him, only to realise it was a tree, or a loner. I moved forwards, dropping onto my haunches into a perfect crouch. I crept forwards, using all the agility I'd been taught. I timed my jump to perfection, landing directly on the other cat's back with a yowl. I was expecting a fight, but didn't get one. I felt the body go limp beneath me, and scrambled off, startled.

"Who are you?" I asked, no fear showing in my voice or my balanced stance.

"Iceheart? Is that really you?" was my reply. I stiffened in shock.

"Snowfire?" I asked, my voice higher pitched.

"Yes. I've come back." His voice sounding cracked, in sadness perhaps. I gave him a good looking over. He was far skinnier than I remembered-too skinny. But his eyes were bright, his nose damp.

"When'd you last eat?" I asked critically.

"Haven't a clue." he replied.

"Wait here." I ordered, and he sat obediently, curling his long, snowy tail and around his paws. I felt my heart melt. The expression on his face was the same one that I'd fallen in love with oh so long ago. I shook myself and trotted silently over to the fresh-kill pile, looking at it critically. We needed a hunting patrol before sunhigh, there was barely anything left. I picked out a plump mouse, and carried it back over to where he sat, still as rock.

"Here. There wasn't much left, I'm sorry." I said as I dropped it at his paws. I watched as he fell on it ravenously. There was something different about him-he didn't seem quite so…loving, as when he'd been a Clan cat. Perhaps he had another love, a new mate. I wouldn't blame him, really.

I heard the noise of a cat stirring somewhere in the camp. "Hide!" I hissed at Snowfire, and he complied, somehow making his white pelt invisible. As the cat came into view, I heaved a sigh of relief. It was only Blueshadow. I could trust her.

"S'ok, you can come out." I murmured to Snowfire, in the vague direction of where he'd hidden. He bobbed his head up, and I saw his eyes light up. It almost confirmed what I'd expected, what I'd worked out so long ago, what had really contributed to how much he'd hurt me.

I knew about his affair with Blueshadow. I'd hidden my knowledge, obviously. I was hurt, and angry that my own friend wouldn't-didn't tell me. But then I suppose that was the point, really. You're supposed to keep that kind of thing hidden, and I guess she didn't want to hurt me. But really, how stupid does she I am. It was obvious, and every cat knew. Now that was stupid.

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Froststar stirred in her den. The sun was just rising, creating beautiful colours across the sky. 'ThunderClan don't know what they're missing,' she thought to herself. The trees hid this in ThunderClan territory, but right here gave the perfect view. She lifted her head and sniffed the air. Iceheart had been patrolling during moonhigh, and her scent was rife. Blueshadow's scent was moving too, but then she and Iceheart really were the best of friends, so that was no surprise. And then another scent captured her nose. She recognised it, but barely. She couldn't quite place a face or a pelt to the scent. Her curiosity was captured, and she ventured outside.

From the rock which overlooked the camp, she could see almost every cat. And there, right in the middle stood three cats. Iceheart, Blueshadow, and a handsome tom with a bright white pelt. She recognised that. Snow…snow…Snowfire! The name burst into her mind suddenly, and she knew it was right. With a yowl, she leaped off the rock, down into the centre of the camp.

"What is going on?" She asked, with slightly more force than she'd intended.

"I'm back, if you'll have me."

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A.N. And that's it! I know these chapters aren't very long, but at least they're fairly good and have some substance to them, unlike my earlier writings. Now please, people, review this story! Reviewsfood, foodquicker updates! Come on, thirty seconds out of your day isn't a lot. I'll even take flames…