Talk:The Stream/@comment-4593657-20140714234349/@comment-5331607-20140715002224

"Moon are you ok?" Rex asked, his eyes growing wide with worry. Thoughts thundered through his head. What if there was something wrong with the water? What if it was poisoned? Or maybe his kits were coming at last! Whatever the case, he needed to get her help. Wasting no time, he bolted into Clan territory, not thinking of the consequences of being caught by a patrol.

After running deeper into the forest, he almost ran headlong into two cats. His heart almost stopped as the two cats bristled.

"What do you want?" the ginger tabby tom demanded, his amber eyes dripping in hostility, "This is NightClan territory!"

"My mate... stream... kitting..." Rex panted, both breathless from his running and from his fear of being confronted by Clan cats.

"Why should we help you, Loner?" Rex could see the tom's eyes soften a bit, but his voice was still as hostile as before.

"Tigerflame, quit it." the she-cat shushed him, then turned to Rex, "I can't turn away a cat in need. Tigerflame, have one of the other medicine cats get some supplies for the kitting, then come to the stream."

"Yes, Splashwing," Tigerflame dipped his head, then ran in the opposite direction from which Rex came.

"You... Loner..." She stared at Rex expectantly.

"Rex."

"Rex, lead the way."

Rex started running again, Splashwing by his side, to where his mate was laying by the stream.