The whole way to the white tom's home Cake stared at him, "Whats wrong with you?" Maple asked Cake. "Huh oh um nothing" Cake quickly added. About twenty minutes of walking they finally, got to a grass-full moor with two small trees swaying in the wind. "This is my home" the white tom said. "Wow..." Cake said, her tiny voice trailing off, "this is-cool?" she queried looking at Maple trying to hide her disappointment, thinking Frost's home would be cooler. "Oh be quiet!" Maple scolded Cake for being so rude, Cake had always been used to the wonderful, beautiful place they had lived in, near a ever-flowing, rainbow waterfall. "It's pretty cool" Maple mewed" Thank you," Frost said. "Do you mind us staying here a while? Maple asked, hoping to be acknowledged, "umm why not?" Frost answered. "Thank you so much!" Maple said, this place had been beautiful to her accounting that, she had never left the falls her whole life.

"So what were you talking about being a descendent from a long ago tribe?" Maple asked, not believing what the white tom had said earlier. "well..." he trailed off, "its like I said long ago there was a huge tribe of cats, they each were born with nine lives" Frost said sounding as if he didn't finish off yet. "They also grow really fast and have abnormal speed and strength" he finished off looking uneasy. "I know you might not believe and it sounds crazy, but just race me" he said "okay?" Frost asked, "Okay" Maple said, getting into a racing crouch. "ready, set...." Cake started off "GO!" she finished. Almost as soon as they started Frost was at the finish line, waiting on Maple. "What took you so long?" he asked, kidding, as she came up panting she asked, "How'd you get here so fast" she panted. "It "runs" in my blood" he answered ," get it runs?" Frost happily joked. "Yes, I get it" Maple said, how could a cat have so much power?, Maple thought.