A gray tom loped along a silver pool. Below, a sprawling camp was just waking up out on the forest floor. The tom's wide paws itched with nerves as he paced around and around the camp, blue eyes never leaving the water. Another tom, a yawning dark tabby padded in, blinking his green eyes sleepily. "Pebbleclaw? What are you doing up?" the tom padded over, "Have you been up all night?" Pebbleclaw blinked and looked up, his blue eyes unusually bright. "Oh...hello Greeneyes. And, yes I've been up. I-I just have this terrible feeling." "Lionstar." Pebbleclaw murmured, not looking up.