Darkstar trudged back through the snow with most of Thunderclan behind him. Foxfur walked beside him, head hung low. Darkstar hissed. "Tonight's defeat was most depressing. Beaten on our own territory!" He yowled. "How could Riverclan possibly know we were coming?" Foxfur shook her head.

"Next time, Darkstar." She meowed.
"But-Thunderclan is weak, Foxfur." Darkstar relaxed his tone. "Leaf-bare is hitting hard, and we cannot afford any more territory loss."

Suddenly, Tallpaw rushed up to Darkstar. "Where's Redpaw?" He said in alarm. The tall apprentice raced around anxiously. "And Goldfur? Where's Goldfur? We need a patrol!" Tallpaw said before Darkstar could reply. "Hawkfeather! Stripepaw! Ivypaw! Come here!" The three cats he called came bounding over. "Foxfur, you come too. Bluepaw!" He called. Bluepaw raced over. She looked confused.

"We're going to go find her." Tallpaw answered. He raced off with the cats he called hot on his tail. Foxfur glanced back at a bewildered Darkstar. She smiled and shrugged, and he didn't try to stop her.

After a bit of retracing their steps, Tallpaw called all the cats on his patrol over. "I found them!" He announced. At first Foxfur saw no cat, until Tallpaw began to dig. Stripepaw hissed playfully as Bluepaw chucked snow on him. "C'mon, help!" Tallpaw meowed impatiently. Foxfur started to help, and then she saw Redpaw's head.

As they dug, they came to realize that Goldfur lay on top of Redpaw. The poor thing, Foxfur thought. She must have tried to carry Goldfur. They continued to dig until they had both of the cats out. They carried them back to the camp, and they could feel the shivering of the unconscious cats as they trudged through the snow.