Icepaw yawned as he trudged into camp, his mentor carrying three mice by their tails beside him. They did another territory sweep and then hunting, eating the day away. Icepaw was ready to curl up in a nest and sleep until sunhigh if he could. However, he wondered if Stormstar was going to be at the stream again, as he had more questions burning inside him.
"Go on and rest," Stormheart said once he set the mice down on the prey pile. "I can tell you're tired, that kittypet in you isn't used to all the clan stuff. It's alright, just give it time." Icepaw nodded and headed for the apprentice den, thankful that his mentor was giving him a well-needed break. It seemed only heartbeats that his eyes were closed before he awoke to movement and saw Reedpaw padding into the den. "How was training?" He asked the tabby, who just shook his head and flopped down into a nest. "I spent all morning reciting the stupid warrior code before going hunting," he said before his jaws parted in a yawn, and Icepaw purred sympathetically. "That bad, huh?" Reedpaw nodded as he slowly drifted off. Waiting until he saw the rise and fall of the other's chest, Icepaw then quietly rose to his paws. He crept out of the apprentices' den, looking around to see that, once again, the whole clan was asleep. Once he confirmed that nobody was awake, he decided to head back to the stream, hoping that Stormstar was there so he could talk to the leader some more, and get more of his questions answered.
Icepaw headed out of camp, following the familiar trail to the stream, and for a moment his heart sank. The leader was not standing across from him, as he had hoped. Icepaw was tempted to jump the stream and visit the camp, but then remembered he didn't even know what Caveclan's camp looked like, so how would he even find it? He laid down, staring at the stars reflected in the water His ears flicked forward as he heard rustling and looked up to see the familiar grey tabby standing at the edge of the stream. "Stormstar!" He shouted excitedly as he leaped to his paws. "Hello, young one." Stormstar greeted as he sat down, his tail curling around his paws. "Another sleepless night, I see?" He mused, then purred at his own joke.
"I was hoping you'd be here! I still have so many questions about the clans." Stormstar tilted his head. "You waited to ask them? Why not go to Ashstar? Surely you didn't wait this long just to hear me talk," he pointed out. Icepaw shook his head. "I don't know, I feel like... Ashstar doesn't like me. I think it may be because I'm a former kittypet." Stormstar chuckled. "Ah, yes. Ashstar always established harsh boundaries between kittypets and true warriors. I remember that now." Icepaw mrrowed in confusion. "Did you used to know Ashstar? What happened between you two?" Stormstar sighed. "It's of no importance now, Do not fret about it. You were saying you had questions for me...?" Icepaw paced back and forth on his side of the bank. "Yes, I did. I had a dream... of Lux and Nox. I asked Leafstrike for help first, but; but, she couldn't provide any aid to me. I was hoping you could help clarify things...?" "Oh? You dreamt about our ancestors? Tell me more about this...dream...of yours." "Well," Icepaw begain. "It started with Nox chasing me through the forest..."
Stormstar appeared to be deep in thought. He hesitated for a long while before finally speaking, "Young one, I am not qualified to read dreams; however, I know of a cat that may be able to help you figure this one out. In fact, this cat has been waiting to meet you for a very long time." Icepaw's ears snapped forwards as he heard pawsteps through the brush, seeing only the very faint outline of a cat.
"Hello, Icepaw."