.: Fourtrees :. The sound of water

_{With big, elegant steps she left the Windclan camp. Her slender, light red body was perfect combinated by her apple green eyes. The sun left a bright shine on her pelt. With a little smile on her face she walked farther, untill the she could see the Fourtrees. That was the place were she wanted to be the most. The place were the five Clans came in peace, every fullmoon. Applepaw hoped that she could go to the next gathering, but she knew if she really do wanted it, she had to end the fight with her sister, and the others of the Windclan. A sad feeling climbed up in her belly. She knew what she did, and she was sorry for the thing she did. Even if the most cats won't accept her anymore, she would be happy if Linepaw and she would become friends again.}