Chapter 8

(A/N: Chapter 8 and the action hasn't even started yet! Am I moving to slow?)

Time: Midday

Setting: ThunderClan Camp

Jayfeather's POV

I lie in the shade of my den, my tail flicks left and right. I catch Briarlight's sent as she emerges from the elder's den. It saddens me. I had offered the she-cat to take the place as my apprentice, but she had declined. She dragged herself toward the camp entrance.

I sat up, Lionblaze would be returning from a hunting patrol soon. The two of us have been avoiding each other since out argument. He's angry and upset that I won't tell him my secret, he keeps persisting which annoys me. I haven't even done anything wrong and its tearing me apart. I walk toward the entrance, and into the forest. I trot lightly through woodland. Despite the fact it's warm; the breeze carries the scent of leaf fall. My limbs move loosely and I cover ground faster than expected. My paws soon brush over the loose pebbles that collect at the edge of the lake. I lie down and breathe in the crisp air.

I flick my ears, I long to stretch my legs. I pull to myself to my feet, and walk forward.

Staying close to the shore, I skirt the edge of the lake in a brisk trot. May as well, I didn't have anything better to do. Plus, there was a smaller chance of me running into Lionblaze. A cool mist turns into a light rain. I large raindrop lands between my shoulder blades, then on my flank; but I've reached my destination. I take a step onto the log bridge, sinking my claws into its bark. I hop forward quickly and leap to the other side.

The soft grass makes squishing noise as I pad across it. It doesn't take long, for me to reach the other side. I stretch and let my forepaws lie over the edge. The lapping of the water whispers several fox lengths below. I lower my head onto the moist grass and listen to the sounds of the lake. The rain has stopped leaving a glittering sun to warm my pelt. My eyelids droop. I've been stressed lately and taking a short nap sounds pleasant.

Much to my surprise as I was dozing off I caught a voice in my ear. I flinched in surprise turning around. My nose twitched a moment trying to catch the scent, it sauntered into my nose.

Time: Midday

Setting: The Island

Willowshine's POV

I can make out the grey tom from across the island. He swivels his head a locks his eyes on me. I trot over to him; "What are you doing here" he asks, his voice isn't hostile more confused.

"I sometimes come here to think." I respond nonchalantly, "but the island is near River Clan's camp. What bring you over here?"

Jayfeather pauses a moment, he twitches his whiskers slightly, "I'm not exactly sure, just hanging around I guess."

I sit down and stare out across the lake. Charcoal grey clouds sit in soft heaps, floating lazily on the horizon. Thin rays of golden sun peek from behind a thin strand of cloud. The rest of the sky is a dull blue. The two of us sit silently looking over the water, Jayfeather's eyes stay locked on the shore of Thunder Clan even though he couldn't see it. I genuinely wonder what he is thinking of.