Falling Snow paced around the circular cavern. Swooping Eagle tried to comfort her, his golden eyes shining with worry. "Poison Adder!" He finally called. Her mate bounded over to her. "Falling Snow, what is wrong?" He asked. "Is Great Mountain going to come back and lead Mountain-tribe? No! We are left without a leader, in chaos!" Falling Snow hissed. Poison Adder shook his broad tabby head. "Oh, Falling Snow." He whispered. "You have been in the Cavern of Mourning for two moons, since we found Great Mountain's dead body." He said to her. "Great Mountain was my brother!" Falling Snow wailed. "Leaping Tiger is now our leader." Poison Adder told Falling Snow. "I will stay in the Cavern of Mourning until our kits are born." Falling Snow decided, giving Poison Adder a lick behind the ear. "Fair enough." Poison Adder said. "Swooping Eagle will take care of you. He is an experienced Healer." Poison Adder told her. Falling Snow watched Poison Adder leave and she settled down in a nest, letting the dark waves of sleep wash over her.