Ohmigosh, I nearly cried while writing this! Oh, and I'm sorry that I haven't added this for a while now. Sorreh!

Frozen

"Cliff Where Blue Jay Sings!" I shout, seeing my friend sunning himself on the cold stone rocks of the mountain. My small, red paws make me run over to him. Cliff is my best friend, out of all the to-bes. His fur is dark brown, and his yellow eyes make me want to melt in them. Those small, yellow eyes light up as he sees me.

"Swan Swimming in Blue Lake!" he cries, standing up and running toward me. We collide as we run forward at the same time. I laugh, and we stand up. An excited look creeps into his eyes, as he mews, "Want to go exploring?"

My own blue eyes light up in exhilaration. "Yeah!" I mew, bouncing on my red tabby paws. "Of course I do!" We race out of the huge cave, paws thudding on the ground. I stop as I look down the enormous mountain, and I spot the forest far away. I remember my mother, Frost on Frozen Lake, telling me of the forest cats that came here long ago. We do not live like that. We live in a tribe on the mountain. Happy, pleased. Safe.

I am only a mere to-be, but I am proud to call this place my home. I would never get used to walking on soft ground. Hard, cold stone is the right path for these paws to travel on.

Cliff distracts me by whispering, "I've never climbed this high before." I look up, and I realize he is right. We never climb this high. Snow drifts down from the sky, and the ground is hard and frozen. Our tiny paws are trembling and shivering. I want to go higher.

With just one look, we know we are thinking the same thing. I give a giant heave, and we continue climbing the mountain. As our whiskers begin to freeze and our paws go numb, I spot a cave. It looks ancient. A mystery for me to solve.

"Let's go in there!" I pant, looking at Cliff. His dark brown fur is caked with snow and frost. I notice that he is shivering, and I press closer to him. He looks at me and nods. Getting warmer would be good for him.

As we put our paws on the floor of the cave, I notice it is wet and slippery. My front paws go out from under me, and I slide, screeching, down the narrow tunnel of the cave. I hear Cliff screech, and then I can hear him sliding too. The air is sharp, and I am having hard time breathing.

Finally, we come to a stop. I stand up, and in the very pale light of the cave, I see a little frozen pool. My eyes light up in excitement as I walk closer to the little pool.

"Swan," Cliff mews, looking at me with concern, "I don't think you should walk on that. It doesn't look stable enough for a to-be." I purr and flick him with my tail, but I continue walking. My claws click on the ice as I step eagerly on the hard water. As soon as I get to the middle, I regret walking on here in the first place.

CRACK!

I see Cliff staring at me with horror as I feel the icy water gulp me down. How could the tiny pool be so deep? I thought it was small, and only a tiny layer of ice on the cave floor. I was so, terribly, fatally, wrong.

My lungs are screaming for air as more icy water pulls me under. There is no current, but the chilly water is making it impossible for me to swim upward. I am sinking, frozen, to the bottom of the pool.

All hope is leaving me, when I feel a current pulling me upwards and feel the splashing of more paws. No. No! Cliff has joined me in this death pool! Why didn't he just go home! I feel him bite into my scruff, trying to pull me up. He can't. I'm deadweight.

I open my frozen eyes a little bit, and through the blurry water, I see Cliff struggling. The icy water is taking him down with me. This is my fault. If I hadn't walked out on this pool, we never would have fallen in! Tribe of Endless Hunting, save us now!

Suddenly I can breathe again, and I am not freezing cold. My eyes open, but I am still underwater. I see Cliff next to me. No, I see two Cliffs. Huh? My heart thumps wildly, and I slowly look down. There I am, falling, sinking. My small, reddish body, drowned. I choke on a cry of sadness as I see Cliff's body slowly sink, also. We are dead.

Cliff looks at me, but I do not see any anger in his eyes. I am forgiven. We walk out of the water, up through the cave wall and to the sky, leaving out frozen bodies behind. Our tribe won't find us. The pool is frozen over again now. Frozen.

Sorry. -sniff- I know I don't do any -sniffle- happy songs -cry- AAAH!! It always makes me cry to write in the view of whoever (whomever?) is dying. :( Like it? OH! And be ready for a partner-work-thing with me and Moonstream-Warrior on Brackenfur! Coming soon to a Fanfiction near you!! ---brackenfurlover