"Look!" Tawnypaw breathed. She was standing on one of the last mountain rocks, overlooking a large valley. To the far side, a twolegplace stretched endlessly. Next to it was a forest full of trees. Closest to them, a huge black river cut through it, but Tawnypaw guessed it wasn't a river. On the far side, a real river cut through the trees and into the distance. Hilly moorland spread on the other side of the forest. A building sat on one side of the moor, and below them was a patch of rocky ground.

Sandstorm was the first to join her on the rock. Her tail twitched happily as she recognized the area.

"This is it. This is the old forest." Joy filled Tawnypaw. They had made it! It was till here! Cloudtail bounded up the rock to join them. His eyes widened in joy and he let out a loud purr.

"It has been so long since any of us walked this forest." He meowed. Sandstorm nodded. She turned to Tawnypaw.

"You see where the Thunderpath is? From there to the river was once ThunderClan territory." Sandstorm explained. Tawnypaw looked at it in awe. She had done it. She had found ThunderClan a new home.

"I don't think we need it all." She pointed out. "If our territory is too big, it would take us days just to patrol the borders." She added. Sandstorm nodded.

"Of course. I say we take the forest part, past the river." Cloudtail mewed. "That way we still have all the old ThunderClan territory, but more to support us. I can tell from here there is less of the forest left then before. Those mouse brained twolegs expanded the Thunderpath all the way up to Fourtrees." He meowed.

"That sounds good. Do you think we can make it there by nightfall?" Tawnypaw meowed, glancing at the sky. The sun was at its highest point, though a few storm clouds shadowed the land.

"No, but we can make it to Ravenpaw's barn." Graystripe had joined the front group. Tawnypaw nodded.

"That should be fine, and then tomorrow we can get to the territory." She mewed, leading the way down the few remaining bounds to the base of the mountain. It was still fairly rocky, though the stones were accompanied by patches of grass. The land sloped a bit a one point as if around a huge rock.

"She that hole in the ground?" Sandstorm asked, flicking her tail toward what at first looked like a huge, flat black stone, but as she looked closer, she realized it was indeed a hole.

"Yeah." she replied.

"That is right above what is called the Moonstone. It is the forest's version of the Moonpool." She explained. Tawnypaw gazed down the hole. Just visible was a large, blue stone glinting in the sunlight.

"How do you get inn there?" Tawnypaw was intrigued by the strange stone.

"Mothermouth. It is a cave beneath that hill there." Sandstorm had climbed the small rise and was sitting with her tail dangling over. Tawnypaw peered down. Sure enough, a dark cave was hidden on the other side. However, for some reason it made Tawnypaw uneasy. She slipped down to peer inside.

"Go away!" Sandstorm even jumped at the hiss, and Tawnypaw was pinned down by an old tom. She struggled to get free from the tom's battering paws, but she felt the weight get off her. More of the Clan had gathered at the edge, trying to figure out what was going on. Sandstorm and Graystripe had the tom pinned down. He was struggling.

"Ravenpaw! Stop it. It's ThunderClan." Graystripe meowed, licking his head. The black and white tom immediately stopped struggling, and the elders let him up.

"Y-you came back." He stammered, backing up slightly. He glanced at Tawnypaw, who was licking dust from her fur. "Sorry about that. Thought you were an intruder." He added. " What are you doing here?"

"ShadowClan, RiverClan and WindClan chased us out." Tawnypaw mewed, slightly bitter at his hostile attack. Mousepaw and a few others had joined them at Mothermouth.

"Really? Why would they do that?" Ravenpaw asked.

"Who knows." Tawnypaw spat. Ravenpaw's eyes widened as the rest of the Clan came off the top of the cave.

"Hardly any of the old ThunderClan is left." He sighed dreamily. His eyes became wild as he searched for one cat in particular. "Is Firestar…" He broke off, bowing his head. Sandstorm licked him gently on the head. Ravenpaw and Firestar must have been good friends. Tawnypaw thought sympathetically. She hadn't known the tom in reality, but she had met him before in her dreams. She could see the starry warrior now, his pelt brushing the older cats as he walked the path of his Clanmates. "Who is leader now?" Ravenpaw asked. Jayfeather snorted from where he was checking Lilykit, who had finally completely recovered from her cough, though she had gotten a thorn in her pad on the mountain and had gotten it infected.

"Nobody." Jayfeather growled. Bramblepaw was watching him with pained eyes. Tawnypaw knew she hated when her mentor acted this way.

"Nobody? How is that possible?" Ravenpaw asked. Squirrelflight shifted her paws.

"Our leader abandoned us." Mousewhisker spat. Many eyes were glaring at him. His outburst on the mountain hadn't cleared from their minds.

"You aren't much better." Berrynose growled pointedly. Mousewhisker's fur fluffed in anger, but he didn't argue. Ravenpaw tilted his head in confusion.

"Mousewhisker is deputy, but he refuses to become leader." Sandstorm explained. Ravenpaw nodded in understanding.

"Who was leader before?" He asked.

"Hollystar, Leafpool's daughter." Jayfeather mewed, snorting again. He had come to stand beside Squirrelflight, who had an infected wound from the battle with the Clans because it had broken open while traveling.

"Leafpool? The medicine cat? Isn't that against the warrior code?" Ravenpaw asked. Tawnypaw was surprised to hear a loner talking about the warrior code.

"Yes. It was fairly recently that she told everyone the kits were hers." Squirrelflight mewed, shifting her paws. "I took care of them when they were kits." She added at his confused face.

"Them?" Ravenpaw asked. Tawnypaw could tell his mind ws whirling.

"She had three kits." Lionblaze mewed. Ravenpaw smiled at him.

"You are obviously one of them. You look a lot like your grandfather." He purred. Lionblaze bowed his head proudly.

"Hollystar was my sister. That grumpy medicine cat is my brother Jayfeather." He meowed, flicking his tail toward the blind tom, who glared at him with a hiss.

"Strange attitude for a medicine cat." Ravenpaw joked. This caused another hiss from Jayfeather.

"Come rest. I can finish the rounds." Bramblepaw mewed. She seemed concerned. Eery cat was tired, but Jayfeather had been keeping himself busy with injured cats. He was beginning to look exhausted. He reluctantly agreed to let her take over.

"You want some shade?" Cloudtail asked. Jayfeather hissed and batted a paw at him.

"I'm not old like you, and I can find my own way to some shade." He hissed, pushing the angry tom away. He stalked up to Mothermouth and sat in the entrance. Ravenpaw looked amused but confused at the same time.

"Jayfeather is blind." Lionblaze commented, glancing from the black and white tom to his brother.

"Oh. Well, the sun is going down. You should spend the night at my barn." Ravenpaw meowed, standing up with a yawn.

"We were hoping we could." Sandstorm purred. Ravenpaw led the way across the Thunderpath and to the building Tawnypaw had spotted while surveying the forest.

"Make yourselves at home. The hay is pretty comfortable." He meowed.