Chapter 15: The Search

Chapter 15: The Search

     "What do you mean they're missing?"  Grayfur gasped.  Snowfur was crying now.  "I was too harsh with them!" she cried.  "I told them they couldn't be warriors... I even yelled at Sharpfang! Then I woke up and they were gone!"  Grayfur sighed.  "They weren't just born, Snowfur," Grayfur said.  "They could be miles away!"  Snowfur's eyes widened.  "You're right!  We need to send out a search party!"  Grayfur and Snowfur raced into Flamestar's den.  Flamestar and Sharpfang looked up.  Grayfur and Snowfur began talking began talking at once.  "Calm down!"  Sharpfang hissed.  "What do you need?"  Grayfur looked at Snowfur.  "The kits!  They've run away!"  Snowfur cried.  Sharpfang's eyes widened.  "Now you've done it! You've scared them away!"  Sharpfang yelled.  "Calm down!"  Grayfur growled.  "This is no time to fight!  The kits are in danger and the more time we waste the farther they can go!  They either escaped through dirtplace or behind the nursery.  Flamestar and Sharpfang go behind dirtplace and Snowfur and I will go behind the nursery,"  Grayfur took off.  The others had no option but to do as she said.
     Grayfur and Snowfur sped through FireClan territory.  The kit's scent was faint, but it was getting stronger and stronger.  Then, they came upon the river.  Snowfur burst into tears.  "They never could've survived the river!  They must've drowned!"  Grayfur was about to tell Snowfur that they could've survived, but Snowfur was right, it was far too wide and the current was strong.  Never had FireClan's beautiful territory looked so barren and cold.  Snowfur sighed.  "If I hadn't lost my temper, they would've stayed,"  Grayfur looked into her sister's eyes.  "Oh, Snowfur,"  she cried.  Grayfur was depressed too.  Rosekit and Frostkit were like her own kits.  Then Grayfur looked into the river.  "Wait a minute..."  She stepped closer.  There were gray shaped under the water.  Grayfur stepped into the river and onto the stones.  "What are you doing?"  Snowfur asked.  The water came up to half of Grayfur's leg.  "The kits could've used the stones to cross!  Come on!"  Grayfur and Snowfur crossed the river.  Of course.  The water washes away all scent marks!  Who knows which way the kits went!  "Now what?"  Snowfur hissed.  "The kits are as good as dead!  They could be anywhere!"  Grayfur closed her eyes.  "The scents were stronger.  So they can't be too far in either direction,"  Grayfur said.  There's still hope!  "They probably went straight.  Let's try that way,"  Snowfur suggested, feeling better.  Grayfur and Snowfur continued to search.  The sun was starting to set.  "Snowfur, we have to go back.  We can check in the morning.  Besides, it's not leaf-bare yet.  The kits will survive the night,"  Grayfur said.  "Wait,"  Snowfur said.  "Let's hunt some food for them.  If we're in the right direction, maybe they'd eat it?  If their scents on it, we'd know they're here!"  Grayfur had to admit, Snowfur had great ideas.  Together they hunted a mouse and Grayfur caught a fish.  "Let's take the fish back.  We don't want to leave a whole meal for anyone,"  Grayfur suggested.  Snowfur nodded.  "Don't worry," Grayfur said.  "We'll find the kits, I promise,"
                                                   End of Chapter 14