"Aww, you're gonna hurt my feelings. I thought we were friends," Sandbreeze smiled. At her question, he thought as to whether he should tell her of his homeland or not, eventually deciding it couldn't hurt anything. "Yes, it is. I used to live very far from here when I was your age. The ground was all sand and on one side... water as far as the eye could see. I believe my home was at the edge of the where a cat could go no further. Every morning, the sun would wake behind the sand dunes and in the evening, it would sink beneath the water, painting the evening sky in more colors than you could count. My clan believed the sun was born and would die, beginning anew with each day. The waves moved constantly, near then far, back and forth. It took me a long time before I learned to rest without the water whispering me to sleep. It was a place like no other." As he finished, Sandbreeze close his eyes, seeing the vast ocean. It was as if he could still smell the salt of the air and hear the gulls cawing in the distance. Thunderclan had taken him in and he would be forever grateful, but would never be Tideclan.