When Berrypaw awoke in the pitch darkness next to Cherrypaw, he gagged at the overwhelming scent of death.

Around him, he saw the outlines of his clanmates noticing it too. Against his nose's wishes, he stumbled forward towards the smell.

Goldenbreeze.

She had died from infected wounds. The cats holding them hostage, presumably CliffClan, hadn't had their medicine cat spread marigold on the wounds. Instead, there were only a thin layer of cobwebs on the most fatal wounds.

Beside Berrypaw, Lavenderlight let out a loud yowl.

In the den, all of the LeapClan cats began to let out cries of grief, mostly from Lavenderlight and Blackpool.

The two guards, who Berrypaw recognized as Blackclaw and Vineseep, entered the den, seeing what the problem was.

Once they smelled the death scent, Vineseep rushes out of the den. Blackclaw resumes his position of guarding.

Vineseep came back with three other cats; Marshpaw, Lionfang, and Puddlepaw.

"M-marshpaw? Puddlepaw?" Questioned Cherrypaw.

"It's Marshfoot and Puddleheart now," hissed Marshfoot.

The CliffClan warriors took Goldenbreeze's body and dragged her away.

"What will they do to her?" Lavenderlight cried.

"Most likely throw her in the river," informed Blackclaw nonchalantly.

Lavenderlight let out another wail.

Blackclaw hissed at them to be quiet.

Berrypaw shifted around awkwardly, not knowing what to do.

Cherrypaw padded up to him. "Berrypaw I...I'm sorry that I was being rude before. Sometimes, I don't know, I just...snap. I..I just wanted to know if you'd consider being my friend again."

Berrypaw smiles warmly at the she-cat. "Of course, Cherrypaw!"
~~~

Froststrike looked at Yellowshine, eyes narrowed as they slunk through the shadows.

Yellowshine was hunting, intent on following a prey scent. It was easy for Froststrike to sneak up on her.

"Go on," urged Froststrike's brother, Antpaw, eyes gleaming. "Show me that your skills have improved. If you succeed, you will only need to take one more step until you become a full member."

Froststrike nodded solemnly, then stalked closer to Yellowshine. Then, they pounced.

Froststrike made this death quick, snapping her neck. The white warrior couldn't afford a trail. They then dragged Yellowshine over to the river and pushed her in.

Froststrike then made their way back to camp, awaiting the last trial.