Bluestar walked with ease through the short grass, Snowfur by her side. Snowfur smiled at her, but Bluestar just stared back at her. Her eyes narrowed but Bluestar just ignored her.

"No reason to be a stranger Bluestar," Snowfur purred, "You can't show up with a face like that."

"Is there something wrong with my face?" Bluestar questioned,

"Maybe just that big frown across it," Snowfur frowned then continued, "You don't have to be so...so serious." Bluestar just flicked her ear, but then whisked her tail to Snowfur's cheek quickly.

"This is a serious matter. We can't just let them think that they won't be punished by what they did. They have to be taught."

"I know that, but it's not like they will accept it so quickly, "Snowfur gently explained, "We have to show them the way. All of us." Bluestar sighed, and turned away to look at their destination. The Moonpool.

An hour later, the duo made it to the Moonpool, their chests heaving. The pool began to glow with light as bright as stars, and seven figures emerged from the pool. They were shivering with excitement, their fur standing on edge, as they looked around.

"I… I made it. I really made it," breathed a snow white tom, "It's beautiful, it's so… so calm." A brown-golden cat snorted him.

"I obviously made it, I'm the best!" The tom said, tossing his head haughtily.

Snowfur and Bluestar stepped out into the seven cats' line of sight. They all jumped, and a gray and white she-cat stepped forward, his eyes wide.

"B- Bluestar!? THE Bluestar!? I-I… it's an honor to meet you," he sputtered out, her eyes gleaming. Bluestar felt her spine shiver, as she saw a ferocity hidden in her calm, amber gaze. A ginger tom shoved him out the way, and the she-cat hissed at him, but made no move to hurt him.

"You look more lovely than I imagined, your pelt shimmers under the starlight, and your-" a sleek ginger tom started but a silver tabby hissed to silence him.

" Shut up! At this rate my ears are going to bleed out! "She swatted at him but he dodged away, and she fell to the ground. She just lashed her tail and hissed, "You're lucky I don't feel like chasing you around." All of a sudden all of them began screaming at each other, their yowls an eerie sound in the forest.

Bluestar hissed at all of them scraping her claws on a nearby rock, creating a horrible noise which made everyone cringe.

"ENOUGH! You are all here for a reason, you all don't deserve to even be here! In fact, the only reason we're here is to tell you AREN'T even going to StarClan!" she shrieked at them.

"W-what… you're kidding right? "a plump golden tabby whimpered, but Bluestar's face still remained angry, which gave the clear answer. Snowfur stepped forward, and gently wove herself around the golden tabby, murmuring soft ears to calm her down. Bluestar regained her stoic face, and sighed.

"The truth is, StarClan does not welcome you at all. But, we are allowing you to redeem yourselves. You will go back, and be given a second chance as true warriors." The cats glared at her, except the golden tabby who just whimpered.

The brown-golden tom raised his head and stated," I KNEW I was too good for StarClan. I refuse your offer."

"You will do no such thing. Besides, you're going back right now aren't you?" Bluestar and Snowfur smirked.

"Have a nice life!" Snowfur yelled at them as a vortex started to suck them through. The seven cats shrieked as they began to disappear. They were burning as they crossed from StarClan back to the living world.