Chapter 15
As the cats reached the camp, Eaglewhisker took the two alive cats to his den, while Leafwater, Sunpaw, and Featherkit got Riverfur's body ready for burial. The Clan gathered around the dead warrior, gasps of astonishment erupting everywhere. Blizzardstar emerged from his den. "What's going on?" He demanded. "Come and tell me in my den." When they reached Blizzardstar's den, Blizzardstar demanded to know what happened. "Sunpaw couldn't find Stormpelt anywhere, so we all went out to find them, and they were all lying on the ground, sprawled out. Deerfoot and Stormpelt were alive; they were breathing very faintly. Riverfur was already dead." Leafwater reported, her voice hoarse with grief. "Okay," Blizzardstar nodded. "Could it have been a StormClan patrol who did it?" Leafwater shook her head. "It was nowhere near the border. They were in one of the hunting spots. They had probably no idea what was going to happen." "Could it have been a big animal? A dog, a fox, or a badger?" Blizzardstar pressed. "There were barely any wounds on them. A big animal couldn't have done it. Even a loner or a rogue couldn't have attacked them and leaving them unscratched." "Okay. We will have to investigate further into this. Thank you for the information. You may leave." His final words were a dismissal for them to leave.
As Featherkit and Leafwater walked towards their den, Featherkit stopped dead in her tracks. "What happened Featherkit?' Leafwater rushed to Featherkit's side immediately. "What is it? Are you sick? Should I call Eaglewhisker?" Featherkit swallowed. "No, it's nothing like that. I just had a terrible realization. When we went out to find the patrol, every Clan cat except for Fernclaw was here in camp. She is stil not here. Where could she be? Does her absence have something to do with this accident?"
