Ash and flares of fire blew everywhere. Frozenpaw raced out of the camp, tripping on fallen trees. He stumbled over a huge oak. He choked on the smoke, making it difficult to breathe. His eyes teared up, blindingly stumbled over the tree, falling down a steep hill into a pebble path. He knew nothing of the territory yet, since he was a new apprentice. He tried to open his eyes, but he right one burned tremendously. He yowled in pain, and felt water rolling underneath his paws. He was in a shallow river! Which should lead to the pond..! With half an eye open he waddled his way downstream, finally collapsing in sight of the other cats.