I faintly saw the outline of Rainheart approach the border. I couldn't respond. But, I finally saw the tom appear. His eyes turned toward me and they lost their light.

"Hello Flowerheart. Did you see any cat walk by?" He asked, trying to sound calm

"No." I lied

"You're awfully close to the border. Any reason for that?"

"Of course not!"

It wasn't me who had responded. I heard the pawsteps of multiple cats approach. But, no scents stood out.

"Who's there?"

That was Flamepelt. I noticed his ginger pelt along with a golden one and...green?

"Flowerheart!" Someone yowled

I saw the blue patch run forward, but apparently, it was a cat.

"Whitefur?" I asked

The tom looked completely invisible in the whitened area. I padded toward Whitefur and felt his tail on my back. He was telling Rainheart "She's mine." Rainheart hissed, but backed off.

"Bye Rainheart..." I wanted say

Whitefur motioned for me to follow. His fur was going down and his tail was no longer on my back. We were soon in camp and in the den. It felt kind weird to be here with him, since I was with Rainheart for a full day.

"Mind's clear?" Whitefur asked as we lay down

I nodded. I didn't feel like talking right now. I gentle brush of his tail somewhat changed my mood. I purred in response. I did love him...But, the time with Rainheart showed me he was a little to strict at times.

"What'd ya do for the battle?" I asked

"We're postponing it. If this snow didn't come, we'd be all good." Whitefur mewed

I didn't want to respond. I hated the idea of battle...True! I loved it, but this was over minor things...Prey. Just prey! Thunderclan and Shadowclan wouldn't result to this, I don't know why they fight so much.

"Are you okay Flowerheart? You seem a little to quiet.." Whitefur said

I glanced over at him. He looked so caring right now. His green eyes showed nothing but sympathy as he looked at me.

"Hey," I said, "Wanna check for some prey tog-" I began

"Yeah!" He responded

That didn't take long. He was already padding out of the den. I slowly followed, not looking forward to the large snow that was now covering most of the ground. But, I was glad to find that the snow was dying down and that I can see and hear clearly again. We approached the barrier, but it was completely blocked by snow. Whitefur began to paw at it, hoping to make a dent, but more snow just fell in place.

"Well, guess that's out of the question.." He mewed sadly

Why did this have to be blocked now?! I quickly turned around and ran back to the den. I didn't lay down in my nest. I just felt so angry for some reason! But...Why? I took in a breath and sighed.

"You okay?" Whitefur asked

He had apparently come in. I turned to face him, his face contort with worry.

"I..I am..I just hate leaf-bare.." I replied

I just gave the best explanation I could. Whitefur's tail touched my back and I purred. He could be the sweetest cat ever, but also the strongest and bravest. I slumped into my nest, feeling unusually tired.

"You need your rest. You look tired. We can practice another time."

He brushed his pelt against mine. I purred in response as he left the den. I wanted to go with him, but my paws and body didn't want to move at all. My eyes drooped as I fought to keep them open. I just caught a glimpse of one cat I didn't want to see...Tigerfoot. He flashed a glare at me as he bounded out of sight. What was wrong with him? Did he care for me at all? He did nothing with me as a kit and never talked to me unless it was related to the clan...My drowsiness increased as I finally let my head fall onto the moss and drift into sleep.

"Come on! Please!"

It was my mother's voice. But...It sounded different. She was begging for something that sounded more important than anything.

"No. You broke it. You can deal with it."

I couldn't believe this! It was Tigerfoot's voice. He was angry with her.

"I..I know." Her voice was choking up

Their pelts came into view and I was now near the Thunderclan camp. It was early morning and Willowheart and Tigerfoot were near the entrance.

"If you knew, why did you do it?" He hissed

I wanted to leap onto my father! He was so mad with her for no reason!

"Stop!" I yowled

But, alas it was a dream and nothing happened.

"P...Please Tigerfoot! You're my closest friend! You have to help!" She cried

Tigerfoot's eyes were cold. Anger and hatred flared in them. He hissed viciously at her.

"Fine! But, only because we get more warriors." He replied

The dream faded. But, I awoke confused. What did he mean "More warriors"? Did Willowheart find a rogue? But, he was so harsh to her. I got up, my sleepiness faded, and padded into the open. The sky was clearing up, but the snow stayed put. My paws felt frozen with even a few pawsteps. I kept going until I saw his ginger pelt.

"Tigerfoot!" I hissed

He glanced up. His eyes became cold again as he walked over.

"What?"

I wanted to ask why he was so mean to Willowheart. But, he'd ask why and multiple questions. His eyes held the same anger that he had when talking to Willowheart. What was wrong with this tom?

"Have you seen Whitefur?" I managed to say

"Why?"

I held back the urge to shout stop asking questions and answer the stupid question you mangy furball! He was so annoying and to think he was my father! I had nothing in common with him!

"I need to talk to him." I said

He flicked his tail toward the medicine den. I didn't bother saying a thanks. He wouldn't care. I thought back to the dream of how he treated Willowheart. What had she done wrong?

"I don't know where he is." Tigerfoot said

I didn't say anything as I walked away. Stupid tom. Wants to know why and yet doesn't know. I simply entered the den and laid down. The dream kept on bugging me. Why was he so angry with her? What had Willowheart done that went against the warrior code? I sighed, and felt even more confused then ever...