Chapter two! Nine reviews! Shweet! I promise this chapter will be longer than the first one.

Oh, and on a side note, I stayed up all night last night, beisdes the ten minutes of sleep I got at around three in the morning (at intervals), so my mind's a bit muddled at the moment. I'm going for 48 hours without sleep, and I'll be needing something to occupy my time, so you can expect a lot of updates today!

Chapter 2

Kite and Odin followed Glacier's scent trail for a while, until it mingled with the scents of other cats and disappeared into the air.

"What do you suppose happened?" Kite asked.

"Must've been caught by a RiverClan patrol," Odin replied. "I can smell 'em. This way," he flicked his tail and set off through the woods.

"How do you know where we're going?" Kite asked.

"I may be old, but I'm not dumb," Odin shot back, pressing his ears flat against his head. "Now, if you don't want to get lost out here, I suggest you follow me."

Kite sighed and trailed after the old tom until they came across a small river. Odin pointed out a few stepping stones, and leapt across them with ease. Kite followed more slowly. When she was finally on the other side of the river, she stuck her muzzle in the air and wrinkled her nose in disgust.

"Ugh!" she cried. "What is that awful smell?"

"That's RiverClan," Odin replied. "And I can smell Glacier's scent trail again." The slow old tom tottered off toward an island.

"Are you sure we can just walk right into their camp?" Kite asked. "Isn't that a bit rude?"

"Oh, hush up," Odin growled. "They know me here, anyway. I helped them through famine many moons ago, when I could still run and hunt and defend my territory." The elder sighed wistfully, gazing into the distance for a moment before continuing into the camp.

"Cats of RiverClan!" Odin called.

"Odin!" Kite hissed.

"Odin?" The RiverClan leader meowed

"Odin!" Glacier's desperate cry rang out from behind a boulder.

"We have come to retrieve our friend," Odin meowed.

"Great!" a young warrior cried. "More kittypets!"

"I wasn't born a kittypet," Kite spat, narrowing her eyes. "And neither was he! I was a ThunderClan cat."

"So?" the warrior meowed. "Get out of here, fleabags!"

"Not until you release our friend," Odin meowed. He turned to the RiverClan leader. "Leopardfur," he meowed. "Don't you remember when I helped to feed your Clan during the famine, when you were an apprentice?"

"It's Leopardstar now," the leader shot back. "And how could I possibly forget something like that? And why does it matter now?"

"I did your Clan a favor," Odin meowed. "And now you can do me a favor by returning our friend to us."

"Bring me two plump fish by sundown and you've got yourself a deal," Leopardstar meowed.

"OK," Odin meowed, dipping his head. "I cannot deny a leader. Come, Kite," the elder turned and padded out of camp. Kite followed him back out to the river. "Now," he meowed. "Let's see if I can remember how to do this." He crouched over the river, making sure he didn't cast a shadow over the water, reached out a paw, dabbed the water a few times, drew back, dabbed the water again, then plunged his paw into the water, dragging out a large silver fish. Odin threw it to the ground and bit it around where its neck should have been until it lay still.

"That was amazing!" Kite cried. "Mind if I give it a shot?" Odin nodded. Kite crouched over the river, trying hard to mimick Odin's every move. She glanced up at the sky. The sun was beginning to set. Then, a silver flash drew her eye back to the water. A fish! She plunged her paw into the water, claws unsheathed. She felt her claws come in contact with something cold and slimy, but she couldn't get a good grip on it, and it got away. "Mouse dung!" Kite cried, shaking droplets of water from her paw. "I'm a ThunderClan cat at heart, not a RiverClan cat!"

"Well, it was worth a shot," a voice meowed, causing both Kite and Odin to turn in shock.

"Glacier?" Kite mewed. "How did you get away?"

"I snuck out through a hole in the camp wall," Glacier replied, shrugging. "Let's get going. Those RiverClanners can pick up that fish when they get hungry."

Kite nodded in agreement as the three of them crossed the stepping stones once more. "Should we go find Rain?" she asked.

"Let's get something to eat first," Glacier suggested. "The food in RiverClan was disgusting!"

The three of them agreed to go back to their housefolks' nests and return the next morning to search for Rain. Then they parted ways, each of them eager to start tomorrow's journey.