The cats padded into the camp, a white tom, a vine necklace with light pink flowers around his neck, ran over to find out what they were doing. "Who are you?" He asked. Cirsus told him everything she told the other tribes, and they found out that he was the PoppyHeart of The Bloomers. They learned that his name was Ice. He padded off to fetch another cat, and returned with a blue, white and black she wearing a vine necklace with yellow flowers. "This is Yati." Ice mewed. "Feel free to take her with you if you want. We've been trying to get her to leave for a while, you see shes deaf and she just sits around in camp looking as if shes just witnessed a murder." He was right, she did looked quite scared. "Well shes deaf, she dosent know what your saying so really its not her fault." Mewed Moht. "Well, I dont care, just take her if you want." Ice shrugged. "If your leader is okay with it, we'd like to take her away from this place where she seems to be disrespected." Cirsus meowed. Ice scoffed. "Hes fine with it, now take her." He hissed. "Well have you seen any strange things going on here? Things that may have been Void, Sinister or that other cat we dont know the name of?" Storm asked. "No. Now please go. I dont want to bother our FlowerCaller today, ive delt with you and dont want to have them come down and waste their time." Ice said rudely. "Okay then we'll be going now." Cirsus snarled, whipping around and the other cats turning to follow her.
