Wildpaw nodded, understanding, but said instead, "But I have a feeling however stupid it was of him to do that, you aren't supposed to leave WhisperClan. Perhaps no matter what you do, you won't be able to escape some destiny with us someday." The she-cat just realized she'd never spoken to this tom directly, and decided she liked his cool, calm state. She guessed that was what kept him from going mad with all the drama from the Rainpaw-Jayclaw-Echoheart love triangle. Wildpaw was no romantic, despite her wish to have kits and a mate someday, but she couldn't help but find amusement in the memories now that the frustration between Echo and Jayclaw was fading. Would a tom ever jump into a freezing river or be willing to kill or be killed for her someday? The thought of a tom like that made her legs wobble a bit. She then recalled that Jayclaw was on the edge of hypothermia as she drifted in her dream-land, and snapped awake. Wildpaw went to get some moss to warm her friend up.