Roxy, Telma and Silverleaf arrived at the camp. Bramblestar came up and greeted them warmly.

"Ah! Roxy I thought you weren't coming! And who is this?" He looked at Telma, who got into loaf position with a grunt. Bramblestar looked at the orange tabby, he nodded kindly.

"Don't worry! We won't hurt you." He said, smiling. "I hope so..." Telma said, still grunting. Bramblestar shrugged and jumped onto the Highledge "LET ALL CATS OLD ENOUGH TO CATCH THEIR OWN PREY GET HERE!!" The ThunderClan cats found a place and soon fell silent.

"Thunderclan, do you guys remember the kittypet from yesterday?" The Thunderclan cats mumbled and gave looks to Roxy. "She has made up her mind and will become a true member of ThunderClan. She has brought someone, Telma, she seems too old to be a warrior so she will become an elder..." Bramblestar looked at the two cats? He nodded to Roxy for her to step forward.

"Roxy, you will now be known as Softpaw, in honor of your soft fur. Your mentor will be Squirrelflight!" Squirrelflight smiled and walked forward to touch her apprentice's nose. The clan chanted Roxy's new name, Softpaw! "Telma, do you also want a new name?" Bramblestar looked at the thin she-cat, who backed away. "No thanks.", Telma growled. "Okay, then the clan meeting is over!" Braamster jumped off the Highledge and went to his den.

Suntail walked up to the black and white cat. "Congratulations, Softpaw!" Softpaw purred. "Thank you!," The next time, when about the entire clan had congratulated her, her mentor approached Softpaw.

"Softpaw, would you like to see our territory?" Softpaw's eyes sparkled. "Yes!" Squirrelflight flicked her tail, telling her to follow her. "This is the Abandoned Nest of Twolegs." Squirrelflight nodded to a dilapidated house black with ashes.

Softpaw felt the leaves crunch under her paws, she looked up at the gigantic building. "Here is the border with the Shadowclan, remember their scent. You will often meet them at the Gatherings... Ahead is the border with the Riverclan." Squirrelflight nodded toward a giant lake, you could barely see the shore on the other side, yet Softpaw could detect a salty, fishy smell. "And that's the WindClan frontier." Squirrelflight swung her tail at a great moor. "Come on, let's go back to the clan now... Oh yes, do you see that island over there, yes, over there in the middle of the lake?" Softpaw nodded.

"That's The Island. That's where we hold Gatherings... Anyway, back to camp!" Softpaw trotted after her mentor.

Tiger stretched, raised his head and yawned. "Roxy? Telma??" He meowed. No answer

"Telma?" No answer.

"C'mon guys! Not fun!!" Tiger laughed awkwardly.

But then the reality slapped in his face, his family was gone.

"R-ROXY?!" He cried. The cat flew out and went to look for his sister and Grandma.

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