The little moonlight that lighted the way to Highstones was almost gone, making way for the early morning sun. His green eyes narrowed as they looked at the rising sun and he sighed softly. He was on his way to the Moonstone, to see if Gorsepaw was there and willing to talk to him. After leaving the RiverClan territory with the body of his dead son on his shoulders something changed in him. He had realized it was not RiverClan he beared a ill will to but to their Leader. With a flick of his ear he padded onward, with every step the grass grew less thick but it was still a long way to get to Highstones. A sudden rustle of grass made him stop as he jerked his head around and saw a set of amber colored eyes. "Whatcha doing here laddie?" he mewed calmly.

"I was out for a stroll and I noticed you down here, alone.." mewed Wolfheart and he felt the urge to roll his eyes but didn't. Even a kit could see he was alone and maybe that was for a reason. He held his tongue from telling Wolfheart that he had a good set of eyes when he mewed on. "Are you headed somewhere? I could keep you company? Two is always better than one they say." Those were a lot of questions and proposals and he quietly ticked the ground with his bushy tail. "I am headed somewhere" he mewed and felt his muscles tighten. "I need to talk to Gorsepaw" he added and gazed for a moment at the fading stars. He knew he could have a brief talk with Wolfheart for now and the stars would be still out when he would touch the Moonstone. "If ye want ye can keep guard at the entrance" he mewed and paused to hold the amber gaze locked in his green one. "And ye are here because..." he mewed and frowned a bit before he added "Because ye are thinking about the banishment of Shatteredice?" he mewed and knew that was where the sting of the bee must be.

A crooked smile swirled on his face for a brief moment and as quickly as it had appeared it vanished. Wolfheart replied he had put the she-cat behind him and he wished he could say te same thing. It was still on his mind, why on earth join the enemie? He shrugged and started walking again as Wolfheart told him he had a long story. He flicked his ears and listened in silence. The brown tom began with words he never had tought to hear, Wolfheart and Amberstorm were having kit or were having. He raised a eyebrow but did not say anything because there was clearly some more to add to those words. “Got wat was coming to you you two? What do you mean?” he mewed and felt how his fur prickled. What would they have done wrong? He slowed down a bit more and nodded after the words of Wolfheart, the tom also hoped he got to see his son. “I hope so too, hopefully he will tell me why he jumped into the Gorge” he murmered.

He did not continue to ask about the brown tom’s problems. Wolfheart had to figure this one out on his own and as for his Deputy.. He did not know why she had come for comfort to Wolfheart. Maybe she just wanted to be heard but getting knocked up was something else but then again, it was her own decision. Wolfheart should be happy he did not got killed like Cootsnarl. He vividly remembered how he had carried the body of the tom in and the look on every cat’s face.
His ears turned sideways when Wolfheart started to talk again about Gorsepaw and he felt a hard sting in his heart. Wolfheart had tried to stop his son but failed. “You can’t help it, I’m thankful you tried” he mewed with a heavy heart. The image of the Mothermouth got sharper as they neared the cave and before the cave he halted to just in silence hold the gaze of Wolfheart. After a brief stare he walked into the tunnels and to the Moonstone. The beautiful blue glimmer that filled the cave danced on his pelt as he pressed his nose on the cold rock and was taken away to StarClan.