The clan sat vigil for Silverpool that night. Fluffytail was examining her body. "It was definitely a cat that killed her," She informed Stripestar, "you can tell by the bite marks on her throat."
"Are you sure no cat saw what happened?" Stripestar asked.

"She just went to make dirt, when she didn't return for a while Ripplestream went looking for her and found her." Ripplestream was her mate and he sat, head bowed, over her limp body. Stripestar looked sadly at him eyes full of sympathy. "She was so young,"

Foxpaw was hunting, on his own. The forest was as lush and lovely as ever, ignoring the tragedy that had just struck. Many patrols had been sent to look for Beetlekit but none had even found a scent trail. Fluffytail had found his nest cold and empty. His scent had already faded away from it. Foxpaw halfheartedly tried to catch a mouse but it scrambled away. He glanced up and noticed a yellow colour was starting to spread across the leaves, leaffall was drawing near. Foxpaw decided to head back to camp. He turned to head back when he picked up a scent on the breeze. Of another cat! He crept forward and pounced out. A young black cat was lying on the ground, bleeding heavily. Shocked at the sight he ran forward. Her chest was just about rising and falling. Grabbing her by the scruff Foxpaw started to haul her back to the camp. He struggled to get her back exhaustion shaking his limbs, he had been a lot further from the camp than he had thought. When he finally made it back to camp he yowled for Fluffytail and the young medicine cat came running. "Who is this?" She asked eyes shining in confusion. "What happened?"

"I don't know!" Foxpaw exclaimed worriedly.

"I'll see what I can do." Fluffytail said.

Foxpaw was napping in the sun. He had just finished his apprentice tasks, changing the moss in he elders den. Quite suddenly Stripestar called a clan meeting. Foxpaw stood up and stretched with a wide yawn. He trotted over to join Nightpaw and Snowpaw under the pointed rock. The black cat was covered in cobwebs but looked as good as new, her green eyes bright. "Earlier today Foxpaw found a hurt cat in our territory," Stripestar began. His eyes sweeping the crowd as most heads turned towards Foxpaw. "I had a talk with her and she wishes to join the clan." The clan gasped and murmured. Foxpaw got his first proper look at the new arrival. She reminded him of Nightpaw, but her fur was only black and it was a bit shinier somehow. Her eyes where as green as the leaves in the middle of greenleaf. She was looking a bit nervous and her eyes where darting around the many cats. Stripestar gestured with his tail for her to come forward. "From now on, until you receive your warrior name, you shall be known as Darkpaw, Stormwind will be your mentor." the clan didn't cheer, just muttered amongst themselves. Ripplestream hissed and murmured something to his neighbour. Darkpaw murmured something to Stripestar before scrambling down to the other cats. Foxpaw walked over to her. "Hi, my name is Foxpaw!" He greeted brightly. She glanced at him, "Thanks," she murmured shyly looking at her paws. Foxpaw smiled "Why did you join our clan?" He asked curiously. "I was born a rouge but I always wished I was born a clan cat, Stripestar let me join." Was Darkpaw's short answer. She looked around at all the hostile looks. "Maybe this was a bad idea," she trailed off.

"They'll get over it." Foxpaw assured his thoughts spinning. Why would Stripestar randomly let a rouge join the clan? It wasn't like him at all. Suddenly Nightpaw called to him from the entrance if the camp. "Wanna go hunting?" Nightpaw asked.
"Sure!" Yowled Foxpaw. He said a quick goodbye to Darkpaw before darting after Nightpaw into the woods.