Fallenstream padded out of the warriors den and yawned, streching as his black fur shone in the sun, making it seem sleek. The black warrior shook all the moss off of hus pelt and looked around, his sky blue gaze raked across the clearing as he tried to spot his apprentice "where is she? Silverpaw!" He called, his tail flicking back and fourth impatiently as he waited for his apprentice to respond.