Scorchheart heard thunder rumble. "STROM! GET BACK TO CAMP! TAKE YOUR PREY!" she called to her hunting patrol. THey raced off with what little they could carry. The prey was thin, but it would feed the clan the Shadowclan cat stood with his fur upright. "Th-thunder." he mumbled. She looked at him. He seemed mesmorized by the sound. "Yes thunder. Now go." she said. "C-can't." he stammered. It looked like he might have been reliving a faint memory.