Snow Herd rested that night and most of the next day. But after that there was still the problem of what they were going to eat. The fire had burned most of the vegetation on this side of the river, and the other side of the river was were Snow Herd had grazed most of last winter, so not much had grown back yet.

Patchfeather found Dragonfrost near the river, he had been to tired last night to go any further.

Dragonfrost had worked twice as hard carrying water to the flames the night before because he was still unable to use on of his wings, and he had been on of the last walkers into the river.

Patchfeather landed next to him, and Dragonfrost's eyes fluttered open, "Hi Dragonfrost." said Patchfeather.

Dragonfrost stood up and stretched, "How's the herd doing?" he asked

"Their all tired, hungry, and just lost their home what do you think?" answered Patchfeather.

Dragonfrost snorted, "Where's Pebblefrost, and Smokemoon?"

"Sleeping."

"Is Coldfire still in camp?"

"Umm... let me see." Patchfeather flew up so she could see the rest of the herd. She scanned for Coldfire, and found him sleeping near Sunnyglow and Pebblefrost.

Coldfire had gotten over the fact Pebblefrost wasn't a colt, after Pineberry had told him about ten million times that there was no mistake, and that Pebblefrost was really his filly.

Patchfeather flew back down to Dragonfrost "He's here." she said

But their conversation was cut short when Icewing trumpeted for his herd to gather around him.