Amy stopped at the entrance to the camp

Mathias noted the camp was a lot smaller then it was when they left.

"Do you think some clans found each other?" Amy asked

"I belive so," Mathias said shortly.

Amy went to her tent and closed it up. She took out her new weapon and inspected it

Mathias sat on his bed and sighed.

She then put up the weapon and hide it.

He gazed into the stone's crystalline surface wistfully. It seemed to pulse in time with his breathing.

Amy laid down and went to sleep

Ange laughed quietly almost sounding like a ghost. He slipped silently into the tent and grabbed the weapon. He blew a silent kiss at Amy. Ange then went outside and he ran. He hide in the clan's cave and took out the weapon.

The stone flashed, awaking Mathias. He looked at it, and his fur bristled. "Something's wrong," he said. His senses sharpened, and he grabbed his spear.