First off… I want to say thanks for all the positive replies… also: I realize at the end of the last chapter I put Heatherpaw instead of Heatherkit… by the time you read this; it should be corrected… so sit back and review!

Disclaimer: …Don't own Warriors…

As Heatherkit padded along with Nightpaw, he realized he should be the one in the lead! He should be the one making the decisions! Nightpaw was only a moon and a half older than him! Plus, he was the one who decided to run away in the first place! As they padded out of SharkClan territory, Heatherkit decided to speak up.

"I think we should go this way," He said pointing with his tail, "It looks safer than those cliffs!"

"But the cliffs have a lot of stepping stones!" She called back without turning her head. "Besides, that hill looks slippery!"

Heatherkit growled in frustration. "She-cats!" He muttered to himself.

"I heard that!" Nightpaw yelled.

"Who cares?" Heatherkit replied. He hated traveling with such an obnoxious cat. It was annoying! How can I get rid of this mouse-brain? He asked himself.

The two travelled until dawn before they decided to rest. "We're far away from SharkClan territory, now, Heatherkit! Nobody'll find us unless we go back!" Nightpaw told him.

Was Nightpaw thinking of going back to SharkClan after they'd gotten so far? She wouldn't! She couldn't! Heatherkit was too tired to care, though, for long. As soon as they stopped, Heatherkit laid down and fell asleep despite his growling belly.

When he woke up, he found Nightpaw was asleep and there was a plump mouse beside him. Naturally, Heatherkit decided to eat it. After all, he noticed the remains of a large squirrel beside Nightpaw which meant she already ate.

Once he began grooming himself, Nightpaw woke up. She stretched and padded over to where Heatherkit was sitting.

"Thanks for catching that squirrel. I see you've eaten your mouse, finally," She said thankfully.

"I didn't catch that squirrel or the mouse," Heatherkit began. "I thought you did."

"No…"

Heatherkit was puzzled. "Then who did?"

"That," a mysterious voice said, "would be me." As the cat finished, he padded out into sight of the two travelers. He was a large white tom with amber eyes and a scar on one eye and on the flank.

"I thought you two looked hungry so I decided to bring you some fresh-kill," The mystery cat said as he flicked his tail towards the remains of the prey Heatherkit and Nightpaw ate. "After all, it can be hard finding prey if you're not used to hunting so close to those mountains over there," He said signaling to the distant mountains behind him.

"W-who are you?" Heatherkit and Nightpaw asked simultaneously.

"My name," The cat began, "Is Icestar. And this is GlacierClan territory, welcome."

"You're a Clan leader?" Heatherkit was amazed.

"Why, yes." Icestar replied. "Yes, I am. Who might you two be, you don't smell of any Clan I know of."

Nightpaw stepped forward and Heatherkit could sense her excitement and fear. "M-my name is Nightpaw," She began, "and this is Heatherkit. We are from SharkClan." She stepped back and Heatherkit prepared to be shooed away from this territory since they were from another Clan.

But, instead, Icestar stepped forward and, with a gentle smile, asked, "Are you lost?"

"No," Heatherkit replied. "We ran away."

"Oh? Well you need to get warm! You look like cat-cicles! Come on, I'll take you to camp." The older cat said.

As they walked towards a forest near the mountains, snow began to fall. Suddenly, Icestar took a turn. "There's a frozen river that way!" He called out over the wind. "It's too fragile for us all to cross, though."

The group walked right by a cliff and the air suddenly felt warmer. As he looked over the cliff, he saw flowers and bees. There was warm, green-leaf, air coming up from it. With that, he remembered his dream of the snowy land with the mountains, the forest, and the cliffs. This was where he was I his dream. StarClan must've shown him this place for a reason. This is where he belonged.

"Almost there," Icestar announced as Heatherkit began to pick up the smells of many other cats.

"It's nicer here in the forest than out there!" Nightpaw said with a flick of her tail.

"Yeah, I suppose it is, isn't it." Icestar replied.

As Heatherkit, Nightpaw, and Icestar got deeper into the forest, the scent of cats got more and more scent-blinding until it was completely overwhelming. They must be right by the camp but all Heatherkit saw was thick forest ahead and bramble and bracken all over the forest floor.

Suddenly, Icestar said, "Watch out! There's a dip here that leads into our camp!" As he said that, Heatherkit felt the ground beneath his paws go down further and further and he noticed that the bracken got thicker until there was only a small tunnel they could go through.

"Welcome to GlacierClan," Icestar announced as they got into a clearing filled with cats. They all looked at the two newcomers with hostile glances. "It's alright, they're not from any hostile Clans, nor are they from any friendly Clans." He told the cats. "They are to be treated as guests – no – as GlacierClan!" He announced as the cat's pelts began to lie flat. "Welcome." He heard Icestar whisper into his ear.