Snowpaw raised her head. “Huh?” She mewed as the sun rose higher in the light blue sky. Her mentor was at the entrance, waiting for Snowpaw and Rockpaw. “Let's go! We’re on the sunhigh patrol! Stoneclaw told me!” Her mentor, Icewhisker, hissed. “Alright alright! Calm down! Don’t get your whiskers twisted, big bro!” Snowpaw walked out of the den. Rockpaw was beside the deputy, Stoneclaw, waiting for her. His brown pelt was slicked down. Clawscratch must have already left with Moonwash, for he was nowhere in camp and his scent was stale. “Stoneclaw? Let's go. Rockpaw? Where should we go?” Icewhisker mewed. “How about toward the Snow rock? That should have some ice fish! I love ice fish!” Rockpaw mewed shyly. “Sure! It's cold enough. Right, Stoneclaw?” Icewhisker asked. Snowpaw padded behind Rockpaw. “Rockpaw? What can you smell?” Stoneclaw asked. Rockpaw sniffed deeply and looked up excitedly. “I smell ice fish! Can we please hunt?” He mewed. Snowpaw sighed. “Sure!” Icewhisker purred. Rockpaw crouched next to the ice, ready to spring. He jumped on a fast moving ice fish and picked it up proudly out of the water, his jaws dripping with ice cold water. “Snowpaw? Your turn!” Icewhisker purred gently. Snowpaw nodded. She quickly leaped after she smelled ice fish but she hit the water and the ice fish swam away. “Bad luck!” Rockpaw yowled. “You're not helping.” Snowpaw growled. She climbed out of the water, dripping from ear to tail-tip. She was shivering. Icewhisker sighed. “Go to Foxberry, Snowpaw!” He meowed. Rockpaw shrugged apologetically. Snowpaw huffed and padded away, toward camp and toward Foxberry’s den. Again.
Told you :) Next: Feb 13th I make too many books :( But I want to be a writer so it makes sense! :) YAY! :)
