A cool breeze blew Redfur's ginger pelt. She sat on top of a tall, slanted rock outside of StormClan's camp. She was deep in thought.
Now that Darkheart is dead, what happens next? Where will fate lead me? Will Oakpelt and Silverfur attack us? Have they already attacked Shadoweyes's family? If they have, can her family fight them off? Did  Oakpelt tell them she killed Darkheart? Oh no! She can't tell them!

Redfur gazed at the ground below her, her tail flicking from side to side in worry. Then, a white pelt moved into her view. The cat lifted its head up to the tall rock.

Redfur glanced at the cat and saw a dark patch of fur around the white cat's eyes. Shadoweyes had visited her to escape the worst situation: the secret had been revealed. Redfur lept down from the rock to stand next to Shadoweyes. The white she-cat shivered in fear as she retold the battle between Oakpelt and her family, including Ottertail. Redfur listened with interest and worked out a plan for them to escape the Clans.

"But we would be leaving friends and family behind!" Shadoweyes meowed in protest.

"What about Ottertail?" she yowled.
Redfur stared at her ally, thinking over the plan.

After what seemed like a quarter-moon,
Redfur replied, "We will take many cats with us. Ottertail, Coldspirit, and Icetail." The ginger she-cat knew about their powers and could help them in battle.

Shadoweyes gazed at her paws for a while, then agreed. She ran back to get Ottertail.
Hopefully, this will be easier than going alone, Redfur thought.