"That doesn't sound good." Frozendusk replied. "Although, you less
sarcastic is something I could get used to." He chuckled. "That
aside, maybe something
is going on. I don't feel right,
either. And the fact that we haven't seen Fireclan all day...that
doesn't help matters, either." He bounded towards the camp
entrance, lugging his fish. He dropped it on the prey pile, waiting
for Moonclaw.