"A blurry view of a old Twoleg house the smell of smoke and the loud noises of the Twolegs calling their kin. Memories return to Rishka as she sleeps the smells of her kit hood faintly drifts in the air. Her mother's soft grey belly fur the warmth of her brother and sister beside her. Then she sees Twolegs come near there smell of their stench filling her nose. Her mother hiding her quickly in the bushes. She smells the fear on her mother's pelt as she goes to get the other kits. Before she has time to reach them there was a loud bang. The scent of blood fills the air then there are two more bangs than silence."

     Rishka woke up from her dream her mind never lets her sleep enough to remember what she saw when she was a kit. Nevertheless she didn't want to remember, those days were long behind her. She looked at the moss nest beside her to find it empty.

"Ugh I hope she went hunting and not to see that clan born tom."

     Rishka stretches and starts to groom her pelt. Her longer fur was Dark grey with light stripes on her pelt on her ears were tipped with a blue always different from every other cat she ran into. But she knew her coat was nothing compared to Breeze's. Breeze's pelt was black with stripes of orange and red, her coat was also speckled with spots of it as well. Her fur was shorter that Rishka's and was sleek and smooth. Breeze was Rishka's best friend they were more than just friends they were like kin to each other. Her thoughts about her friend consume her thoughts while she's cleaning her coat with long strokes. She smells mouse and sees her friend enter the old rotting tree. Two plump mice hanging from her jaw as she puts them on the ground to share.

"Where have you been Breeze?"

"I went to go visit Figpelt. And I thought we could use some breakfast."

     Licking her jaw she starts eating her share of the mice. All the while not bringing up what her and Figpelt talked about. Rishka knew that Breeze was thinking about joining FrostClan and it was just a matter of time before she brought it up. As Rishka finished her last bit of the mouse she ran her tongue along her jaw.

"So when are you going to join FrostClan?"

"Well I was going to ask if you wanted to join with me."

"Breeze if I joined FrostClan I would feel like an outsider."

"I know but, we would be around other cats and I think you need that."

"I just can't Breeze don't know anyone there."

"Can you at least think about it?" Breeze's eyes were pleading for Rishka to listen to her suggestion.

"Okay I'll think about it."

     Breeze jumps in delight and gives Rishka a friendly lick. Breeze and Rishka met when they were kits they both had the same mother. Rishka and Breeze both knew that they weren't kin but they were so close they acted just like sisters. They were connected by an invisible web that was spun by StarClan's spiders of fate. Rishka gets up and starts walking out of the den.

"I'm going to go visit Shadow would you like to come with?"

"Sure I need to ask her were the best prey is at the moment."

"Okay. Come on."

     The two she-cats made their way to an old barn on the outskirts of the two-leg houses. They stalked along in the tall grass until they are up wind of the dogs that live near here.

"Shadow?"

"What?"

     An old she-cat comes out of a hole in the barns side. Her somewhat matted fur looks just like Breeze's. Shadow was Breeze's mother and Rishka's adoptive mom. Rishka and Breeze run up to her and greet her with a lick on the shoulder. Breeze shifts on her paws waiting for her to finish greeting them.

"Shadow do you know were the best prey is during this time of year?"

"Well if you were to ask me it would be by the pond. Lots of water and food around that area."

"Ok Thanks."

Breeze gets up and starts off to hunt for FrostClan like she does everyday.

"Make sure to be back around sunhigh." Rishka meows to her friend.

"I will."

     Rishka gets up and starts into the barn to take a nap. Rishka curls up when she hears a bang off in the distance. Her ears prick and she is suddenly alert. She knows that sound that rampages her dreams. She darts up and starts at a dead run, seeing the two-leg and his contraption near the forest where Breeze was heading. The smell of blood mingled with the smell of Breeze and she knew that her friend was hurt. She was so mad and upset she charged at the two-leg claws unsheathed. She ripped the fabric and scratched the flesh of the two-leg's ankle. Then there was a bang so loud her ears rung and then a sheer pain came over her. Rishka fell to the ground and didn't move.

Breeze limps over to her friend and nuzzles her.

"Rishka!?!"

"Come one get up quit playing games"

     Breeze panicked and kept calling out to Rishka with no reply. Figpelt came running over and urged her to leave Rishka and get her injured shoulder treated

"Breeze you need your wounds treated"

"No I'm not leaving Rishka"

"Love, Rishka is resting with starclan now. Please come get your wounds treated by Frostheart"

"Fine" her voice filled with grief. She backed away from her best friend.

"I'll be back I promise" Breeze Whispered.