Flurry sat inside her little home – inside the roots of some large and old tree. Her mind was questioning her with many things but one thing bugged her the most. Those wild cats, when she told her name to them, they looked scared or shocked. She couldn't figure out their expressions except that they left in such a hurry! It was as if they knew something. What if they did? They must have known something or else they wouldn't have seemed so… Shocked.

A soft sigh escaped the scratched up, silvery-gray Bengal she-cat. She looked down at the plants that were scattered before her. At least she knew she had one thing in her life – the knowledge of these plants. These plants were magical things and she, Flurry, knew exactly what some of them did. It seemed like that was the only thing she had these days. Snow, plants, and dead prey. It would be nice to know her family – to know some other cats that could be her friend. Perhaps one day she'll be able to meet her family.. But how would she know its them? Would they look like her? Sound like her? She didn't know these answers. What if they didn't even like her? What if they rid of her on purpose? So many questions with no answers. It saddened her. Sadly, she got up and crawled outside of her little den – only to come face-to-face with another cat.

"ACK!" Flurry yelped and jumped back into her den, scattering the plants with a woosh of wind. Her gaze trailed from the plants up at surface.

The young she-cat, about Flurry's age, let out a small giggle and stuck her head into Flurry's den. "Hehe, did I scare you?" She was a solid white she-cat with a little orange patch over her right eye. She smiled widely at her and tilted her head. "Come back out! Please? You look so lonely and bored. You've just been sitting here, staring at those plants!" She then ducked out of Flurry's den.

It could be a trick. What if this she-cat wanted to attack her? Or maybe she had friends to attack her. Furry slowly crawled out feeling a little worried with who this cat may be. Is she another Wild Cat? Perhaps she was just an outgoing rogue or loner. But why would she be here, with her? Not many other cats knew of her little home in the roots of a tree.

"Come on slowpoke!" She called and turned to face Flurry, her green eyes shining with happiness. Her tail quivered with excitement and she even circled around several times. "You are so slow! I just circled like, three times! You're going to miss it! He's going to fall right into the water, let's go kitty!" The little white and orange she-cat darted away from Flurry's tree and skidded down a hill. "WEEEEEEE!" She cheered.

Flurry flattened her little, white ears and frowned. How could she have so much fun in the cold? Even though she, herself, had long fur and was used to the cold, she wouldn't be having this much fun! And what did she mean 'He's going to fall right into the water."? Did that mean someone was going to fall into the water?! It was too cold to go swimming or even accidently fall into the water! Or was it on purpose? She was overwhelmed with questions about tthis she-cat.

"BLAZEPAW HAS ARRIVED!" The white and orange she-cat purred, sliding down the hill and into a large ginger colored tom that was leaning over the river. As she bumped into him, he just glanced at her and hissed at her.

"Shhh!" He hissed and shook his head. "I'm trying to focus. Just shut up for a few seconds please Blazepaw!" The large ginger tom muttered quietly and turned his attention back to the river he was standing in front of.

Flurry came to a slow halt and looked at the tom, standing over the river. She tilted her head some and watched him. He was standing over the water so… Awkwardly. He wasn't even leaning right and she could have sworn she saw his shadow overlapping the river. He wasn't even balanced right! He even looked like he was hunting for a live piece of prey in the forest. It was all wrong. "Um, cat? That is not how you fish… At all," Flurry whispered quietly.

"SHH!" The tom hissed, glaring in Flurry's direction. He then turned his attention back to the water and flashed his paw into the water. The only thing that happened was a huge splash! There was no fish or falling. Nothing happened except a flash of a paw and a huge splash.

Blazepaw purred and looked at the tom. "You'll get it eventually, Sunpaw!" She smiled and nudged him. "Try again!"

"Um," Flurry murmured and took a few steps toward the two young cats. She then looked down at the narrow river. She sat beside the river at an angle, making sure her shadow didn't overcast in the water. She then crouched down a little but made sure she was completely balanced. Her claws were unsheathed and her ears were flat against her head. Flurry's blue eyes narrowed on the water and she watched. Seeing a silver flash, Flurry slashed at the water. As she scooped it out of the water, she brought it to her mouth and then bit the fish, killing it. "That is how you fish," She told the other two and sat the dead fish down gently in the snow. The little blood trickled from it and stained the snow. Flurry didn't care though; she was proud of her delicate and swift catch. She was especially proud that she was able to do something another rogue or Wild Cat couldn't! It was slightly embarrassing for them.

"Wow. That was impressive!" Blazepaw purred, staring at the dead silvery colored fish. Her eyes were full of excitement, obviously impressed by Flurry's fishing skills. "Can you teach me, please?" She begged.

"Pfft, beginners luck!" The ginger colored tabby tom, Sunpaw, muttered. His green gaze looked away from the two she-cats. Obviously, he was embarrassed.

"Sure!" Purred Flurry, completely ignoring Sunpaws' comment. "Now look here, you need to make sure you don't have your shadow casting over the water," She whispered quietly. "You must be quiet and watch your shadows." Flurry continued to explain to Blazepaw how fishing really works. She was demonstrating to Blazepaw how one is supposed to move and claw at the fish. She completely ignored the fact that she was with two strange cats. How could they be so nice to her?

After about five minutes, Sunpaw jumped up and grinned happily. "Wow! Let me try! Let me try!" She purred. The white and ginger she-cat then crouched down, a serious look crossing her ginger-patched face. Her green eyes were narrowed on the water. The over-excited she-cat was now staring at the water and her claws slid in and out, scraping up snow under her pads. She was definitely itching for a catch. Her tail quivered some and she looked very over-eager.

Flurry watched, sitting back some and staying quiet. As a cold breeze whipped through, her fur fluffed out some and she even shivered. She then glanced toward the tom and realized they had to be wild cats. Both of their names, Sunpaw and Blazepaw, both ended in the word 'paw.' The same way Ripplepaw's name ended in paw! All of their names had something to do with nature and it confused her a little. Why would a wild cat even want a name like that? She even imagined her name as Flurrypaw. It just wouldn't work!

A small smile crept onto her face as she watched the young she-cat fish out a smaller sized fish. She then took a few steps toward Blazepaw and nodded. "That was great!" She commented. "Just make sure you're always stay balanced – don't balance on one paw." She told her, showing how to balance straightly.

Blazepaw nodded and copied her. "How long have you lived out here?! You know so much!" She purred and kneaded the snowy-ground. Her gaze turned soft as she turned to look over her shoulder at Sunpaw. "Come on, Sunpaw! Come learn!"

Sunpaw gave her a stiff glare and just shook his head. "Me? Learn from a rogue? I'll pass," He murmured and looked away.

Flurry let out a soft laugh but deep down, she felt just a tad bit offended by that word. She wasn't that bad at teaching and living out in the wild had taught her so much! She had to basically raise herself in the wild, trying to learn how to fish and hunt. Hunting wasn't always the easiest for her, even though when it was snowy and cold, she could blend in better. Flurry just wasn't the smartest at hunting – which resulted in her experimenting with fishing. It wasn't the easiest thing at first either but she got a hang of it real fast. To her, fish are the most delicious meal to her. It was just too cold to go fishing in the winter.

"It's not all that bad. She's quite nice! Come on Sunpaw," She looked over her shoulder at the tom who was sitting there, staring at the ground. Her eyes then grew wide and she frowned, "Pleasseeeee? For me?!" She whined to him.

Flurry thought she saw a small smile when Sunpaw said that to him. She tilted her head, waiting for a response.

"Fine… Teach me," He murmured, flattening his ears and looking away. The tom got on all of his paws and got close to Blazepaw's face a little. "If you say anything to anyone back at PolarClan, I will hurt you!" He muttered, glaring at her. He then stepped past the two she-cats and towered over the water.

PolarClan? That has to be what the group of Wild Cats is called! Flurry thought to herself. She then shook her head, clearing her thoughts and focused on the water in front of her. She eyed the tom's stance and giggled some. She then shook her head and lowered her gaze. "What are you doing?"

"Fishing, what does it look like?" Sunpaw replied, watching the river closely.

"Not like that," Flurry sighed, rolling her eyes. "Do as I do," She murmured and got in her fishing stance. She then began to slowly reach out to the water to demonstrate to Sunpaw what to do right. "You need to be quick with your claws and your teeth," She murmured. "You need to watch your shadows and hope that it doesn't tower over the water. Make sure you do this and this," She whispered, showing him the movements.

Sunpaw nodded and copied her. He didn't exactly get it on the spot though. He kept losing his balance too! It was interesting to both she-cats every time he stumbled to the side. How does a wild cat not know how to fish? Don't they survive on fish? Maybe not in the winter because usually the river was frozen, but surprisingly it wasn't yet. Finally, after several minutes the tom got the stance down – sort of. It would take a while for him to get it perfectly. "There, is that better?" He asked.

Flurry nodded and looked over to Blazepaw. "I think he's finally starting to get it," She murmured with a soft purr. Her gaze then returned back to the tom, who was watching the water carefully. His dark forest-green eyes flickered every time he saw something move under the waters of the river. Everything around the three cats was quiet and the only noise heard was the river. She watched the toms' movements and how graceful he acted as he flashed a paw into the river. She was quite impressed by the toms speed when he brought a fish out of the water. However, he didn't get the fish to his mouth fast enough and he splashed away from him and landed back into the water.

"Really?" Sunpaw growled to himself, eyes narrowed. He shook his head and sat up straight, glancing over to the silvery Bengal cat. "What did I do wrong?"

"Nothing," Flurry responded.

"Nothing? Nothing at all? I must have done something wrong!" He muttered, glancing back down at the water. His tail flickered side to side and he was obviously agitated.

Flurry nodded slowly and looked down at the water. "You did nothing wrong. Your speed is incredible. Just get the fish quicker to your mouth – even if that means leaning a little closer. Not to close though. You don't want to get slapped in the face by a fish tail!"

"That happened the other day!" Blazepaw purred, nudging Sunpaw. "My brother was like this," She leaned toward the water and was very close to it. Her nose was nearly touching the water!

"Careful now, Blazepaw," Sunpaw coughed. He raised his paw and gently backed her away from the water. "I don't need you to fall into the river," He smiled some.

Flurry watched the two siblings sadly. Her gaze was clouded over and she quickly looked away. How nice it must be to have a brother… Or a sister. She thought quietly to herself. Jealousy ran through her of how they were so caring toward one another and so gentle. The two of them had each other – probably parents too! "It must be nice to have a sibling," She murmured under her breath.

"Hrm? Did you say something? WAIT!" A loud gasp sounded from Blazepaw and she jumped back. "What's your name?"

The loud gasped scared Flurry a little bit. Her fur even poofed out some! "Err. No. And I'm Flurry," She replied to the she-cat.

"Flurry? That's so pretty!" Blazepaw purred. "I'm Blazepaw and this is my brother Sunpaw!" She was just so easily distracted and so easily impressed. She was way too happy for being in such cold weather with short fur. Maybe she was used to it. Or maybe she was just too happy to care... Flurry couldn't figure her out.

"Meh," The Bengal replied quietly, lowering her gaze.

"Blazepaw, we should probably head back to the Clan," Sunpaw sighed. "They're probably worried about us. Look, the suns going to be down soon!" He looked toward the sky.

Flurry followed his gaze to the sky. It was almost sundown. The skies were turning a dark orange color and clouds were beginning to roll in. Her ears flattened against her head and she frowned. Tonight it would snow – most likely all night too. Tonight would be one cold and windy. The roots of a tree will not keep her warm for too long even if she found something to sleep on and cover herself up in.

"You're right, Sunpaw," Blazepaw let out a long, dramatic sigh and rolled her eyes. "That's not fair. I want to play some more!" She gave her brother huge, puppy-dog eyes.

Sunpaw shook his head and jumped onto all four of his paws and turned away from the two she-cats. "We must go, Blazepaw," He commanded. His gaze fell on Flurry and he slowly spoke, "Thank you." He didn't seem to appreciate her help very much and it stung her, just a little.

Flurry just nodded in response, still looking up to the sky. She had always loved the sunset and enjoyed watching it until the sun has completely disappeared. It made her feel warm on the inside. "I must go," She whispered quietly and looked to them. "Please don't tell the other Wild Cats I was here," She begged them. Turning sharply, the she-cat took off up the hill that Blazepaw had slid down earlier. Her mind began to remember what Smokestar said about being on the territory after sundown. She had completely forgotten! What if those two cats will tell him about being on the territory after the sundown? She would be 'personally hunted down!' If she were to leave during the night though, where would she even go? There weren't many places in the snow-covered land to stay at – especially around this time. The trees had no leaves (except pine trees) but Flurry couldn't climb! Flurry was not a fan of heights nor was she a fan of climbing up and down trees. She just wouldn't do it. Besides, it would probably be colder in a tree anyway. With the wind blowing, she would get snow blown all over her! She would freeze in a tree. Being in roots though wasn't all that better either.

Flurry approached her little makeshift den. She flattened her ears and stared at it for a few moments. Then, she made her way under a few roots and into the den. She wasn't going to stay there too long, she just needed the plants! Her gaze scanned the hallow area and she grabbed a few of the plants that sat there. In a hurry, she scrambled out of the tree and made her way back on the snowy land. Where would she go from there? She couldn't stay and she wouldn't be able to travel too far due to the lack of food and how cold it was. It would be a dangerous night but she had to get somewhere, right?

The silvery-white she-cat traveled through the few inches of snow. (Let's say three inches of snow.) Her gaze was fixed ahead and never once trailed off to the sides of her. Her mind was set on finding a new home and getting away from these crazy cats. They were going to hurt her if she didn't find a new home! She couldn't help think that Smokestar was just saying that because they couldn't afford sharing prey with them. Maybe he was just saying it, just to scare her off. Maybe he wasn't going to hurt her after all. It was too late to turn around though. She was climbing up a steep slope that was just covered in snow. Every few steps, her cold legs would give out and force her to fall down on her chest and belly. She even dropped a few plants but she couldn't go around and pick them up. She needed to keep going. If she were too turn around who knows what might be at the bottom of the hill! Flurry glanced over her shoulder to see to the bottom of the hill. There was nothing there but she almost reached the top of the steep slope! There was no point in turning around!

Finally, she reached the top of the hill and her gaze grew wide at the sight of a huge mountain. She didn't even know there was a mountain at the top of this hill! This must be where the fresh river-water comes from though. She continued following the river to the base of the mountain where she approached a cave. I guess I have no choice but to stay here tonight. She thought to herself. Quickly, her paws carried her through the cave opening and into the darkness. The river was the only noise she heard from within the cave. Beside the scent of the plants, the only other thing Flurry could scent was the fresh water. She decided to continue to follow the water but it only leads her to a dead end within the cave. So, she turned around and began to follow the water back out. That's when she heard something. The noise was muffled though. I'm just hearing things… I need to get out of this dead end!

She followed the water back to the opening of the cave and she realized that she was now over-looking the forest below her. Her eyes grew wide at the sight. All she could see was an endless stretch of white and the shadows of trees. This forest was huge! She scanned the tops of the trees and her gaze fell on the river that she could barely make out. The river soon disappeared in the distance though. A small purr sounded from her at the sight of the huge forest.

"Flurry…." A hushed voice whispered.

The hushed voice caused the she-cat to become completely scared. Her fur fluffed out and her ears fell flat against her head. Her tail lashed side-to-side and she was very uneasy about whatever had whispered her name. Was there another cat here with her or was she just really hearing things? When she sat the plants down, she heard the voice again.

"Flurry… Please do not be alarmed…" The voice whispered again.

The voice sounded so familiar – as if she has heard it before. It still creeped her out though. She scented the air and caught a strange scent. The scent smelled familiar too! It smelled of a sweet aroma and it wasn't her plants that she had taken with her. It was a different plant. Her eyes lit up. Was there really another cat here that knew her?! She thought she saw a flicker of light coming within the cave and she was very curious. I mean, who wouldn't be curious about a pretty light blue light? Quickly, she jumped to her feet and ran after the figure of light blue light. "Come back here!" Flurry called through the cave. She splashed through the stream of water and down a path of the cave. The cave became narrower as she followed the light blue figure through the cave. She then realized she was going down a small ramp in the cave. The cold stones under her paws gave her the chills but she needed to find this cat. Suddenly, she lost her balance and began to tumble down this small ramp. The only thing that stopped her was by crashing into a huge rock! Now, she was lying on her back and staring at the sky that was covered in clouds.

"I'm… Outside?" She questioned herself. Rolling over, Flurry then realized she was still in the cave that was surrounded by rocks and a few patches of grass. There was a huge, dark gray stone within the cave that nearly reached the opening in the cave room. She felt around the ground and realized there was a little indentation. Flurry followed the little indentation and realized it was surrounding the large stone that sat in the middle of the room. "It must be a dried up stream," She mumbled. Her gaze returned to the sky and she realized that the moon was hovering right above her head. Clouds nearly covered it up but one could still tell it was the moon. Her ears flattened and she gazed around the cave. There was nothing in there but the rock and the dried up stream below her. And of course, the opening above the little cave.

A huge yawn escaped her and she began to make her way over to the side of the cave. She then lay down and stared at the rock. Something about this area made her feel a little better after hearing those strange voices and seeing that flicker of light – which led her to this cave room. Her eyes were falling heavy and she soon closed them, falling asleep.

"Welcome to Shattered Star Stone." A light blue figure sat on the other side of the room of Flurry. It seemed to be very, very faded and it couldn't be made out fully of what it was. "You've finally arrived, Flurry."