Rainpaw just ran trough the forest. She didn't care where she was going to. But after a while, she heard the sound of the river. Appareantly, the ice was broken. What was logic with a temterature like this. She enjoyed the sun shining on her fur, and the wind blowing. She was still running. At the riverside she stopt and took a long, deep breath. Then she was a bit calmed down. Now it was time to hunt. With a smile she tripped to the river. With a stroke of her paw she catched a fish. And it was a real big one. Happy she returned to the Camp. She putted her prey on the hope and went to her hole, to sleep.