Yeah, I'm updating this a lot. Got a problem with that? xD Well, my newfound love (or at least fascination) with this pairing fuels all these updates. Plus for some reason, I find these pointless little drabbles easier to do than chappies of Aftermath. 0.o Anyway, I've already got this AND the one after it done. (I know it may seem this is being updated a lot, but it's only because I've got like 3 weeks of vacation...)

And oh, mother of shnikeys. (inside joke, don't ask) My mom knows I've been rooting through my presents under the tree. xX (dead) Eh, well, the only thing she said is that she's not putting any presents out until the last minute. It's better that way, I guess...

Anywho, could we get even more reviews for this one, even though I don't think it turned out as well as I would've liked? (puppy dog eyes)

He remembers the first time he saw her – swimming, her powerful paws churning through the water in total disregard of its icy quality. He remembers the terror he felt at the time; being tossed and turned like a mouse caught in a massive paw with the current. He couldn't breathe, his air was nearly gone, knocked out of him by the merciless unrelenting talons of the river.

He remembers he could barely see, could barely think, and just when conscience was about to slip between his claws for good, he remembers feeling a pair of jaws close around the back of his neck.

He remembers his body being thrust through the hole in the ice where he had first fallen through; remembers how Fireheart and his rescuer finally managed to get him back on land, where he proceeded to gasp and heave until sweet, sweet air had filled his lungs and his vision was clear of water droplets so he could see his savior.

What he saw tore the recently-acquired breath from his throat.

He hadn't expected his rescuer to be a RiverClan cat.

And certainly not a female one as beautiful as this one.

Her eyes, glittering with annoyance at the time, seemed to bore a hole into him with their fierce green light. For a moment he could only stare at her, his vision partly blurred but still able to catch the sheen of her pale incandescent pelt – plastered to her body from the freezing river water but still shimmering in the sunlight.

"You idiot!" she had hissed. "What are you doing on my territory?"

Her voice was ferocious, angry, her eyes gleaming with that same annoyed jade stare.

Not exactly love at first sight.

And yet, he remembers, he found himself looking back over his shoulder repeatedly, ignoring the teasing comments of Cinderpaw and the apprehensive glances of Fireheart. He remembers that his gaze was constantly drawn to Silverstream's sleek form, watching her slip through the water and to the other side with the aquatic grace of a fish.

He turned around and felt a sudden prickling at the back of his neck, the sort of feeling one gets when they are being watched. His head whipped to look behind him, but nothing close by seemed to be the culprit.

However, his eyes moved toward the other side of the river when a flicker of movement caught his attention, and he just managed to catch the silver she-cat jerking her head away before trotting into the RiverClan bushes.

He remembers the smile he had felt gracing his features, flitting across his eyes and mouth if only for an instant, even though he had been soaked and chilled to the bone.

And because I'm feeling generous, here's a little spoiler for the next one: HE TELLS HER HE LOVES HER. Le gasp. xD