Story Part 33 Part 2

"I don't know where we are anymore," noted Etharmoon.
"Well, this water looks exactly like the river we know very well," mewed Winterfrost logically. "If we follow it back, we should get back into FrostClan's territory."
"I hope this isn't someone else's territory," worried Etharmoon.
Eagletalon was looking accross the river. "The cliffs look just the same. One day I'll go there."
"Yeah, but shouldn't we worry about getting home now?" asked Winterfrost. "We need to bring something home so we can say we went out hunting."
"Let's fish!" mewed Etharmoon.
The three warriors each caught a silvery fish and, grasping them in their jaws, padded home, following the river. Once they got the the familiar part of the forest, they left their river path and headed into camp.
"We come bringing food!" announced Eagletalon loudly.
Snowstar padded over to them. "Good job. And I had thought you had gone off and neglected your duities again. Put that prey on the pile."
Eagletalon, Etharmoon, and Winterfrost put their prey on the pile, which was growing larger as more cats entered with their catches.
"Looks like the Clan will be well fed," Snowstar meowed. She then padded off to talk to her deputy, who had just entered the camp.
"What should we do now?" asked Eagletalon.
"I'm going to sleep. I'm exhausted," mewed Winterfrost. Etharmoon yawned and followed her brother. Eagletalon shrugged and followed his siblings. After all, they had gotten up very early to "hunt".