A/N: Komenasai! Sorry for such a lack in updates! I was just... Oh, look, something shiny!

*Cough, Cough* ...Anyway, hope you enjoy!

Chapter 18

Cold.

Frost crackled over the dry grass, chilling Rainfire to the bone. He shivered and blew some frost off his nose, then ruffled his pelt and curled into a tighter ball next to the other warriors, wishing he had the warm, thick pelt of a Moonclan cat. Rainfire peered blearily out from under the bush. A dry leaf brushed the top of his orange head. He could see Ravenleap, the new warrior, sitting silently on guard. "Ravenleap! Your vigil is over!" He called, and the young tom stood and stretched.

Rainfire had been a warrior for two moons already, but he could never forget the excitement and pride he'd felt sitting vigil on his first night away from apprenticeship. He blinked as a cold wind stung his eyes, shaking frost from his whiskers and him from his memories. He lay still for a few more minutes, then grudgingly crept up from underneath the bush, being careful not to wake up the other warriors. He wouldn't get any more sleep anyway.

Once he was free, he gave a long, luxurious stretch and licked the fur on his his chest, smoothing it. Rainfire looked at the forest in the distance. They would probably reach it today; then they'd have a new home! Plus, there'd probably be more prey in the trees then out here, not to mention more cover. Rainfire looked up, searching the skies. The hawk atttack had put everyone on edge. He couldn't wait to get moving and be back in a forest again.

He looked at the large, gray clouds and felta twinge of worry. What if it began to snow? The elders, especially Mosspelt, would have a lot of trouble if it did.

"Rainfire?"

Startled, Rainfire turned to see Swiftstep peering at him from under the bush. "How long hve you been up?" The senior warrior yawned, crawling out from under the bush.

"Oh, not very long," Rainfire replied. "I couldn't sleep."

Swiftstep nodded understandingly. "Sleeping out in the open seems strange, doesn't it? I'm going to check on Willowface." And with that, the white warrior padded off.

More of the cats were waking up. Rainfire could hear the apprentices yawning. Then he noticed Tanglefur, putting weight gingerly on his injured paw.

Rainfire padded over to his father. "How are you feeling?"

"Better?" Tanglefur replied cheerfully. "Are you excited about getting to out new home?"

"Definately!" Rainfire said.

Tanglefur, paused, flicking his ears, and looked back. "Sorry, son. Shinestar wants me..." Rainfire could see the silver she-cat padding towards them.

"Could you organize a quick hunting patrol?" She asked.

His father nodded and turned back to him. "Up for a hunt?" Tanglefur asked. Rainfire nodded. "We'll take Birchclaw, too. Is he up yet?"

They looked over at the bush. Birchclaw was just coming out from under it. "I'll go fetch him," Rainfire said.

One measly rabbit and a sparrow later, Darkclan was ready to leave. Shinestar led the procession, Tanglefur right behind. The warriors and their apprentices came next, their pelts windblown, their eyes gleaming. Then, the queens, carefully nudging their kits along. Leafwhisker came last, along with the elders. She was carrying the last of the marigold and keeping an eye on the rest of her Clan.

Way back in the former Darkclan camp, Hawkpath lay in her cave and gave up all hope of her Clanmates coming back.

Miles ahead, in the Thunderclan camp, Jayfeather sat up in his den, pondering his latest dream while his Clanmtes started a new day.

A/N: Okay, this'll be the last chapter in the story for now, not because it's finished (that would be a really stinky thing for me to do), but because I've run out of room in my notebook. - -' I'll start the next segment, Secrets, as soon as I can. See ya for now!