I stretched, allowing the warm air to hit my tortoiseshell fur. My jaws opened automatically as a yawn fluttered out of it, and I closed my eyes. Just as I was about to fall asleep, however, a cat knocked into me, sending me hurling off the rock. I got to my paws, and shot a look at Flashpaw, who was sitting contentedly on the rock, his ginger fur glittering in the Greenleaf sun. I growled, and playfully pounced on the rock. We tumbled off it, and soon, were in a furious play-fight by the Smooth-Rocks. I suddenly paused, as a patrol of cats padded towards us. Our own Clan, in fact. Sitting up straight, I stared as a patrol consisting of Snow, Cloudstar and Fallenstrike approached us and stopped a few fox-lengths away- I noticed that Snow's eyes were clouded with worry as I throughly examin