Sooo sorry for the long update. It's just that I've been really, really busy. But, you guys haven't been reviewing!! Here's the next chapter. Please read and review!!

Dawnpaw crouched low, waiting for the right moment to pounce on the mouse. The mouse rose up and sniffed the air, sensing cat, he scampered away. Dawnpaw growled and lunged after him, but missed her target, plunging into a pile of leaves.

"Nice try," Yellowstripe commented on her poor performance, trying to hold back his laughter.

Dawnpaw looked at the ground sadly, "I'm never going to become a warrior if I can't even stalk a stupid mouse." Her tail and ears drooped. Yellowstripe walked over to her.

"Don't worry, it's okay. It's your first day out here since the injury, you're going to have to take it easy."

"No! It's not fair! I really try hard to get these things right, and all you do is laugh at me!" Dawnpaw hissed at him. She ran trough the leaves back to the ThunderClan camp. Yellowstripe just looked after her, dumbfounded.

Dawnpaw ran into the camp, her face stained with tears. Her paws were hurting her after all the running that she wasn't used to. As she passed the elder's den, Brownpelt called out to her.

"What's bothering you little one?"

She looked at him blankly. Then, as if a switch had turned on in her head, she bounded over to him.

"Can you tell me about Stormfur?"

Brownpelt looked at her with his amber eyes. "I don't know much about him, but I bet Hollyfur does. Go get a mouse, and maybe we'll persuade her to tell us." Dawnpaw's eyes shined and she bolted over to the fresh kill pile. Digging into it, the apprentice found the juiciest mouse in there.

"Hey Dawnpaw, want to go hunting with me and Firebolt?" Mustangpaw asked her as she was picking out the mouse, hoping to get some alone time with her.

"Sorry, can't, bye!" she ran off, eager to hear what the elders had to say. Mustangpaw looked after her, hurt.

"Hi, Hollyfur," Dawnpaw bowed her head and presented the mouse to the elder.

"What is this all about?" she rasped, crunching the mouse between her old teeth. "Why have you come to me? Nobody needs me anymore!"

Dawnpaw looked at the old cat incredulously. She was so full of knowledge, how could no cat want her information? "Well, I was wondering if you could tell me about Stormfur."

"AAAHHH! One of the great cats of the past. Of course I'll tell you," Hollyfur sat down, getting herself comfortable for the story. "Now, you know that Squirrelpaw, Crowpaw, Brambleclaw, Tawnypelt, Feathertail, and Stormfur went on a journey to the sun-drown place. Well, when they were returning they passed through the home of the Tribe of Rushing Water. Stormfur fell in love with Brook Where Small Fish Swim. But, he left her to go back to the clans when Feathertail died. Then, when he was leading the cats to their new home, he decided to stay with Brook and the tribe. He had kits with her, and one of the qualitites that kits and grandkits and great grandkits of theirs had lime green eyes."

Dawnpaw looked at her for a few seconds, realization creeping up on her. She knew what she had to do. "Oh, thanks so much Hollyfur, this really means a lot to me."

Hollyfur nodded, "It's no problem kit." Dawnpaw left the elder's den to go look for Mustangpaw. He was over by the fresh-kill pile. She quickly ran to him.

"Mustangpaw! I have to go to the Tribe of Rushing Water!"

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