"Are you okay Princess? You've been pretty quiet the whole time." Ravenpaw asked, looking behind him to make sure the light brown tabby was still following him. She was, but she looked inattentive. She had been like this ever since they had left Mothermouth, which had been at least an hour ago.

"Hm? Of course." Princess said, looking slightly dazed. "I guess I'm just a little hungry." She looked at her paws. This was a lie, of course. The truth was that she was still thinking about the dream she had at Moonstone. Spottedleaf…that name sounded familiar for some reason. Perhaps Firestar had mentioned the cat once to her.

"We could try hunting if you want." Ravenpaw suggested doubtfully. Though they had left the rocky area of Highstones, there was absolutely no scent of prey around.

"No, I'm fine." Princess tried a smile, and then looked over the shiny Twoleg fencing. "Say, Ravenpaw, what are those?" She gestured with her tail towards the puffy white creatures inside the fence.

"Those are sheep. Twolegs keep them for some reason. I can't imagine why, though." He wrinkled up his nose, "They smell like fox dung." Princess purred with amusement, and Ravenpaw relaxed. She seemed fine, so there must not be anything to worry about.

Princess shook her head a little. She shouldn't be making Ravenpaw worry like this. Tucking her dream further back into her mind, she sped up and managed to keep up the tom's pace. It wasn't much farther until they came across a Thunderpath. It was small, so they both managed to get across safely, but Princess had been very nervous, whiskers twitching and tail down. One of her other brothers, a ginger and white tom, had been run over by a monster.

On the other side of the hedges, there was a circle of stones, with dark gray ashes in the center. The scent of Twolegs and dog was everywhere, but stale. Princess wasn't all that worried about the dog, but the Twolegs bothered her. If they saw her collar, they might take her straight back to her nest.

"Ravenpaw, could you please help me get this collar off?" She mewed, scratching at it with her hind leg.

"Well, I could try. How did the Twolegs get it on?" The tom took a close look at it, sniffing it curiously.

"I don't know, they put it on while I was asleep." Sounding properly agitated, she continued, "Try biting it off. I can't reach it." So, the tom bit at it, despite the foul, rubbery taste. He saw the sense in getting it off; there were too many places it could snag. Even though it didn't have a little bell on it to warn prey, it was still a nuisance.

As he kept at it, Princess couldn't help but notice how muscular he looked and how shiny his pelt was. He was a very attractive cat, and along the way he had become more then just her guide. As her only friend out here, she felt very sad at the thought that he would leave as soon as they got to the new Clan area. Though it seemed odd that she had gotten so attached to a cat she barely knew, it didn't make her feelings any less real.

Suddenly, Ravenpaw gave a meow of triumph as he pulled his head back and Princess felt the band around her neck go limp. With a good shake, it fell off, and Princess yowled happily. "You did it! Thank you!"

"No problem." Ravenpaw purred proudly, and gave his chest a quick lick. "Shall we carry on?" He stood back up, and ran off towards the bushes.

"Hey! Wait for me!" The tabby mewed, and chased after him.

Yeah, yeah, I know. This chapter had hardly anything in it. I just wanted to give a little more insight into Princess/Ravenpaw's relationship.

Reviewer Questions- (Ask me any question about the story and I'll answer it as best I can)

Jokegirl- Perhaps, but let's just say it's unlikely. I might, depending on my moods and whims. Which means, if enough people want him in, I'll give it serious thought.