Sealfin crouched next to the silvery pool, panicking as Ravenheart shook her head. "Then why is it here?"

"It must have melted," Ravenheart said shakily "The air shouldn't be warm enough for that!"

"But the stream has been wider and faster lately. Perhaps the air is getting warmer? Why is it such a bad thing?"

"Harebrain! Our camp is built on ice. If it melts we'll all drown! Why do you think it's a bad thing?" Ravenheart hissed, neck fur bristling.

Sealfin shrank back from her friend. "I'm sorry." Sealfin whimpered. "I didn't know." Ravenheart relaxed.

"I'm sorry for snapping."

Sealfin leapt to her paws. "We have to warn the polar bears!"

Ravenheart lashed her tail. "You harebrain, what about the Clan?"

Sealfin looked a little guilty. "Oh yeah. Sorry. But what about crossing the stream? The bridge broke as we crossed!"

Ravenheart paced around the out-of-place silvery pool anxiously. "I don't know. Oh StarClan, what hope does our Clan have now?" she murmured to herself.

"Oh! I have an idea!" Sealfin yowled sharply.

Ravenheart pricked her ears and stopped pacing.

"We could ask the polar bears to swim us across! They live on this side of the stream. They'd do it for us… but first we'd tell them about the melting."

Ravenheart perked up, though her voice was serious as she said "If they are to leave in time, we should warn them soon. Let's go!" Ravenheart and Sealfin scrambled down the passage way, almost tumbling over multiple times in their haste. When they left the cave, Ravenheart could see nothing at all on this side of the stream. Sealfin, however, immediately trotted off to the left, beckoning to Ravenheart with her tail. Ravenheart began to see moving white lumps that must've been the polar bears. One of them raised its head and greeted Sealfin with a friendly grunt. She acknowledged it with a brief nod. Sealfin stopped in front of a bear that looked exactly the same as the rest of them.

"This is Wisp. She is like the medicine cat for polar bears."

Ravenheart nodded. "Okay, Wisp. I was just at the Glacier- You know the Glacier, right? And when I was finished sharing tongues with StarClan, Sealfin noticed a pool that had melted out of the Glacier. It really shouldn't have been there-" she mewed frantically, then stopped when she noticed Wisp's look of confusion and Sealfin's amusement.

"Harebrain, she only speaks polar bear language!" Sealfin purred.

"Well I don't speak that language! Do you?" Ravenheart meowed in annoyance. Sealfin purred.

"You pick up languages very easily when you hear them as a kit. Of course I speak it, what do you think

I do every time I come here?"

"Okay then, tell Wisp about the melting already!" Ravenheart mewed impatiently. Sealfin let out a series of low grunts and noises that sounded like total gibberish to Ravenheart. Wisp nodded and turned away. Sealfin looked at Ravenheart. " Flow will swim us across the creek. Wisp is getting her right now. Wisp will make sure that Bellow gets our message. Bellow's hunting right now, so that's why we had to talk to Wisp." Sealfin said.

"Bellow?"

"He's like the leader." A hulking white shape approached the two cats. Ravenheart cringed away, while Sealfin nodded towards the bear and grunted a greeting in the polar bear tongue. She leapt on to the bear's back and beckoned with her tail for Ravenheart to join her. Trusting her friend, Ravenheart didn't hesitate to jump onto the bear, presumably Flow. Flow easily swam across the stream, regardless of it's unusually large width. At the other side they hopped off and Sealfin grunted a thanks to Flow, who nodded and returned to the polar bear camp.

After an hour of traveling towards the camp, Sealfin saw a friend.

"Blizzardpaw! What are you doing out of IceClan territory?" She mewed, surprised. Then she saw the fringe of red snow around him, gradually getting bigger…

Sealfin sprinted towards the apprentice. She stopped right in front of him and locked eyes with him. Both sets of amber eyes were filled with worry. "Blizzardpaw, what happened?" he looked down.

"Don't worry about me," he said. "Worry about Frostpelt." The source of the blood was Frostpelt, lying motionless in the snow with blood pouring out of many deep wounds.

"But what hap-" Ravenheart started, but stopped as the answer became clear. The air was tinged with the unmistakable stench of coyotes.