{Needle} Breaking the {Ice}

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For the first time ever, MiracleFur flashed NeedleHeart a friendly look. It was amazing, MiracleFur would never do that.

MiracleFur smiled down at Ice, and blinked friendly.

"That's lovely!"

NeedleHeart grinned, noticing that the position was perfect.

"No. That's perfect!"

NeedleHeart grinned.

"You'll make a fine hunter, but you still need to learn how to catch fish, which you probably already know, voles, birds, and other things. Don't worry, you'll understand soon."

She flashed him a smile.

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You Look At Me

Ice beamed at their praise, pride swelling inside his little body. He had never had so much encouragement, and it felt good. "I saw some RiverClan cats catching fish a lot. I think I could do it with a couple tries when my paws are big enough." He glanced down at his own. They were still kit-sized, much like the rest of him. He wanted to be big and strong, and fast on top of it all. "I bet birds are harder to catch than mice, right? 'Cause they can fly away when you pounce."

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NeedleHeart smiled softly, and padded over towards a small-ish lake. She sat infront of it, and signalled her tail to tell Ice to come over.

"The hint is, don't let your shadow fall upon the water."

She muttered in a hushed voice.

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At The Water's Edge

Ice came up almost next to her, but a little behind. His neck was stretched out forward so that he could see what she was doing without disturbing her. His eyes looked from her to the water, ears flickering. Right- their shadow was like a hawk's to a mouse. The fish would know not to come close. "Okay," he whispered, "so then what?"

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The cream colored she-cat couldn't help but let out a purr.

"Watch."

She sat there, staring into this lake feature. Then, her right paw flew in the water, a silver fish flying up in the air, landing by Ice's paws.

"Get it before it goes back in!"

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Turn Of The Moment

Surprise made the tom's eyes flash open, seeing the slippery thing dancing before his paws. The shock of the moment made his paws clumsy, as he tried vainly to pin it down under his pads. The fish kept slipping out from under him, though, in an attempt to get back into the river. Finally the young cat caught it with a claw, holding it long enough to bite into it. After a heartbeat of his fangs delving into the scaly creature the thrashing stopped, and it lay there dead. Ice released the fish from his grasp and twitched his whiskers. He should have done a better job. If it had gotten away, he would have been so embarrassed. But he had it not. He looked at Needleheart with his ears a little back and a sheepish grin. "Sorry, I didn't see it coming."

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NeedleHeart's tail flicked against the tom's ear.

"It is fine. I didn't even get mine at first."

She laughed at herself, and looked at MiracleFur. MiracleFur was a little way off, just staring. She was certainly surprised to see how gentle NeedleHeart was being.

Needleheart looked back at Ice.

"Soon, after I get you all trained, we can go show RiddleHawk and RainWing what they deserve."

She said cooly.

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Gives You heck

Ice nodded at the last thing she said. The feelings he couldn't name came back with the mention of the two ThunderClan cats. Once he had been startled and afraid of these strange emotions, but he had grown used to them. Riddlehawk and Rainwing. They were just cold liars, and the deputy was a murderer of a cat everyone claimed was worse, even though he had done nothing wrong. "Right. They'll pay for what they did to Froststorm," he agreed with echoing coldness. The excited energy that had filled his head now ran cold.

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Needleheart sat up straight, and scuffled among with herself, until she looked directly at Ice. She had to tell him the truth, now.

"Ice. I have something to tell you."

She got up, and limped over under a tree, and signalled him over with the tip of her tail.

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Out With It

Ice tilted his head to the side, his blue eyes narrowing slightly. "Um, okay." Curious by this new tone in her mew, the kit followed her over to the tree and sat next to her. "So, what is it? Is something wrong?"

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"I need to fill you up on some more details."

She concluded, her tail tip flickering.

She hoped that he wouldn't change his mind, but this was nagging at her mind almost the whole time.

"About FrostStorm."

Her paws kneaded the ground slightly.

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You Catch My Eye

The name immediately caught Ice's attention. "Froststorm?" he repeated, leaning forward with pricked ears. Needleheart had told him the dead tom's history, and of his rivalry with the ThunderClan deputy, but truth be told, the RiverClan warrior was still a mystery to the kit.

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"Yes, FrostStorm."

Her tail curled up around her paws, her ears pricked. She was suprised at how eager the tom was, but she knew that would soon fall down in the abyss.

"When I first met him, He was still mad at RiddleHawk. You see, RiddleHawk almost killed him to begin with. He wanted revenge over that, and of course, with my luck, I ran on by and suggested to help.."

She sighed.

"The way he wanted revenge was to attack the ones who he loved, but he didn't succeed exactly. None of the plans- that I wanted or tried- worked. I looked up to him, for I was still a murderous cat then.. and I still am, and now I really do want revenge, anyways..."

She watched the little tom carefully, trying to watch his reactions.

"The first cat who we went after, was RainWing. He was RainPaw then, and he wanted to be a warrior, so bad, but as you saw how he was, his leg stopped him. So, with my plan, was to get him out of camp.. and ""train"" him, then having FrostStorm to attack.."

Her claws unsheathed, and kneaded the ground. She hated the history, but then again, she loved it. She wished he was back, and she thought, no matter what anyone else said, Ice would be him.

"It failed, for no cat trusted me. That was expected, for I wasn't liked. I gave everyone the cold stare, I wanted to kill any cat that got in my way.."

She trailed off, and looked at the little tom once more. She looked at his face, trying to read his expression.

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Trying To Find The Words

Ice listened to the story unfold, eyes wide. Her words seemed to contradict with what she had told him earlier, about a different cat from the strong warrior who had been slain. Revenge was new to the picture.

Of course, he had known that Riddlehawk had started it. He was the cat who attacked and tried to murder the RiverClan warrior. Why shouldn't Froststorm have wanted to get back at the tabby tom? His mind worked so hard to keep the memory of a noble warrior, nothing else. Maybe all the cats Riddlehawk cared about were just as heartless and cold as he.

As for Needleheart, she didn't seem like a dangerous cat. As long as Ice had known her- going on a moon now- she had been very kind and friendly. At least to him. But he did remember the wrinkled noses and harsh stares of the RiverClan and ThunderClan cats who'd seen her. And for what? Wanting to avenge her Clanmate and partner? His mind began spinning again. It came to the conclusion that revenge and killing were justifiable, in this case especially.

Rainwing. The cat who had watched him as if he was lower than fox-dung. Froststorm's plan seemed like a good one- use the tom's weakness to get what he wanted. If only it had worked. Ice hated the way the warrior-turned-medicine cat had looked at him. They had only met twice, but both times had been the same. The young cat would have preferred to have never met him, that Froststorm had succeeded in getting rid of him.

Ice looked up at Needleheart, blue eyes searching her. The she-cat she was talking about was so different from the one he knew. And no way was he going to loose that thought. She wasn't his mother, nor did he think of her as a mother figure, but she was more than just a mentor for him. He really liked her. She was nice to him, and she had the answers to his questions. Realizing that she had stopped talking, he tried to find the right words to say. He shuffled his little paws. "I see... But, I still believe in Froststorm. I still wanna help you get those ThunderClan cats back. And I like you, even if they don't."

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The she-cat was watching him carefully. She could tell he was quite intrigued by this tale, that he was trying to understand. Of course, he did understand most, but it was probably confusing, due to the tale she said first about FrostStorm.

The tip of the cream-colored she-cat's tail flicked, and gave a warm smile to Ice, and then frowned.

"Ice, FrostStorm and I aren't the cats who I might of said in the first place."

She licked her chest fur slightly, feeling a bit embarrassed that someone actually liked her. No other cat did.

"No one liked me, that is for sure. Want to know why I was called Needleheart?"

She rose her gaze to the tom, her optics flickering with an unknown emotion. She didn't even know what she felt.

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