Chp. 8
The stars shown bright over head and the wind was still. Mossfire was curled up in the warriors den next to Birchstorm, dreaming about hunting. A noise outside the den caught her attention, and she pricked her ears while still keeping her eyes closed. She heard it again, it sounded like underbrush being moved. She opened her eyes causing them to glow in the darkness. She sat very still listening more intently. She heard it again, slightly louder, and more like brush was being torn throw. She got up quietly, careful not to wake her fellow warriors, and crept out of the den. She angled her ears to where she had heard the sound and padded over in the general direction. She scented the air and was relieved to find that there were no intruder scents, only Thunderclans. She squinted her eyes in the darkness and padded towards the camp wall. She reached it and squinted again in the dark. She saw a dark hole in the wall and went to look at it more carefully. It looked just about big enough for a cat to get through, and judging by the jagged edges of it, Mossfire guessed that it had been done fairly quickly. She was almost certain that whatever had made this hole was what she had heard. She sniffed it and was surprised to find Peaches scent on it. She frowned, confused at why the kittypets scent would be on it. She carefully crawled through, and found the scent led into the forest. Ignoring the voice in the back of her head that said to go get Silverstar or Moonfur, Mossfire followed the scent through the forest. She had been following her scent for awhile, until she had to stop. The scent trail faded there close to the Shadowclan border, and Mossfire couldn't pick it up again. Mossfire frowned to herself and wondered why Peaches was out of camp at this time of night. She shrugged and started back towards camp. She entered through the camp entrance, so that if anyone was up, it wouldn't seem suspicious. She quietly padded back to the warriors den, but paused as she saw a shadow creeping along the camp wall. For a second she wondered if it was Peaches, just gone out for a walk, and coming back, but she caught the scent of her friend instead. "Watereyes!" she hissed. The blue tabby stopped and padded over to Mossfire. "Mossfire?" she meowed, "What are you doing up?"
"I could ask you the same thing." Mossfire retorted. She sniffed the air and found that Watereyes' scent was strange somehow. It was the same scent she always had, but it seemed different now, like it had another scent with it, but she could put her claw on it. Mossfire shook her head and asked again. "So what are you doing up?"
Watereyes flicked her ears and meowed, "I couldn't sleep, so I was walking around."
"Did you make the hole in the wall?" Mossfire asked. She thought she had smelled Peaches scent, but she could have been mistaken due to the time of night, and how tired she was. "What hole?" Watereyes asked, obviously not knowing anything about it. "Oh, never mind." Mossfire mewed, not wanting to get worked up over what seemed to be nothing. Watereyes just shrugged and looked at her quizzically. "What were you doing up?"
"I thought I heard something, but I must have been mistaken." Mossfire meowed. The more and more she thought about it, the more convinced she was that it was just her imagination. Either way, she would still tell Spottedpaw in the morning. Watereyes nodded and turned to the warriors den. "Well I don't know about you, but I'm tired." she meowed, stifeling a yawn. Mossfire smirked and caught up with her. "I thought you just said you couldn't sleep?" she teased her friend. Watereyes just shrugged and simply answered, "I couldn't, but now I can." Mossfire smiled to herself and followed Watereyes into the den. She found her nest next to Birchstorm and curled up again. She wanted to think on some things, but as soon as she closed her eyes, she found herself in a peaceful sleep.
