Yes, i am sorry this is late, but this chapter was a pain in the... First, one crashed computer on the one i had saved it on, so i had to start over. The internet was't working in my house for a while, i had uploading problems, and i was grounded for a day... Curse me and my bad luck...
Littlewhisker: yes, you see, i am pyscic i give thee... put in your order for a kitty!
Snowfirexoxo: Yah... On one of my other stories i was flamed by him/her
Darkstorm Mistystar's Legacy: Will Icepaw die? Will he live? Will he survive the next arc? Wanna Icepaw kitty?
Amber Sea: verywell, here you go, Lemonade!
warriorfreak: Shadowflight, i like that name, can i add her into one of my furture stories?
Spiritwind of FireClan: Icepaw kitty for you! Would you like a Foampaw to go along with him?
"Woodpaw, are you alright?" the gray she-cat opened her eyes and groaned, meeting a pair of large gray eyes. She gasped, air rushing into her lungs, it felt as if she had never breathed before in her life.
"Wish?" she whispered, "How long was i asleep this time?"
"Not Wish," the cat meowed, "Though, like her.You are still asleep, and this is your, well, my, dream."
Woodpaw got to her paws, swaying, and shook her head, clearing her thoughts, "Your dream?" she meowed, "Then, why am i in it?"
the cat, the same white as Wish, smiled, "I have summoned you for your assisstance." Woodpaw blinked and the top smiled, "Woodpaw, I wish for your help in stopping my sister from killing every cat in the forest."
Two days later, Woodpaw was still not awake, Falconpaw and Foampaw were growing nervous, as were the other cats in ThunderClan. She was growing thinner, though Wish assured them that she would wake on the fifth day.
Falconpaw was coming along quickly with his training, surpassing Foampaw, and becoming an equal with Icepaw. Icepaw was filling out into a fine warrior, as was Foampaw, who was spending more and more time with Icepaw, and seemed to be growing more and more distant and distracted.
Finally, curiosidy caught up with Falconpaw, and he approched Foampaw.
"Foampaw, what's going on between you and Icepaw?" he meowed. The pale gray she-cat blinked and shrugged.
"I don't know what you could call it," she sighed, "It feels like I'm not important to him any more, like I'm no use."
"That's not true," meowed Falconpaw, trying to cheer her up.
"Icepaw had only one thing to live for," meowed a third voice, Woodpaw walked up, her eyes glazed over in sleep, he voice sounded distant, as if she were sleeptalking, "And it was what gave him his personality. Because he lost it, he also lost his most important relationship."
She sighed and walked off to the fresh-kill pile. Falconpaw turned back to Foampaw, whose eyes were burning.
"Then it's my fault," she hissed, "All my fault." she dug her claws into the ground, "I died, and he gave up his will to live for me to come back. And now... now he doesn't want me any more."
"It's not true," Falconpaw smiled, "Even if his current body can't want you any more, doesn't mean he doesn't want you. It's still there, in Wishs' den."
"Wish has it," she whispered, "And, I can get it back."
"Don't," snapped Falconpaw, "Trust me, if you do, you'll just end up hurting Icepaw."
Foampaw cast her eyes to the ground and her shoulders slumped. Falconpaw watched her gently, that is, until a certain scent wafted past him.
"You smell that?" he meowed. Taking a deeper breath. Foampaw lifted her head and took a deep breath. Her eyes widened, "Fire!"
Yes... perhaps i will have better luck with the next chapter, everyone put in a kitty order! And cheer for Icepaw!