"Breezepaw!" Mistpaw whispered, prodding her sister's side. She winced at the pain in her paw. She had tripped in her dream but her paw was still aching as if she had hurt it in the real world. Despite the darkness, she could still see the dried blood on her paw.

Breezepaw slowly lifted her head and yawned.

"What?" She meowed sleepily.

"I have something to tell you."

"What could be so important that makes you feel the need to wake me up?" Breezepaw asked with a hint of annoyance in her voice.

"Follow me." Mistpaw whispered, standing up.

"Why?" Breezepaw muttered sleepily.

"Just do it, I'll tell you in a bit."

"Fine," Breezepaw grunted as she stood up and followed Mistpaw out of the apprentices den and to the camp entrance. It was still dark out and the stars shone brightly in the sky. A cold breeze hit Mistpaw as they left the cover of the camp and she shivered. After walking for a few minuets they stopped.

"Why did we have to go out of camp? It's too cold to be out here!" Breezepaw meowed, shivering.

"I didn't want anyone overhearing our conversation." Mistpaw whispered.

"But everyone is asleep!" Breezepaw protested.

"We don't know that. There could be one cat still awake, and who says we won't accidentally wake one up?" Mistpaw responded.

"Fine." Breezepaw whispered. "So what did you want to tell me?"

"I found out who's been killing all the cats!" Mistpaw meowed excitedly.

"Who?" Breezepaw asked, her eyes widening.

"It's Brokenfoot!" Mistpaw whispered.

"Really?" Breezepaw questioned. "How do you know?"

"I was in a dream, and I saw him training with some cats, and he talked about how he was surprised no one found out that he was killing everybody. I tripped in my dream and hurt my paw, and it still hurts now even though I woke up!" Mistpaw meowed excitedly. "Now we can tell Rainstar we've found who killed all the cats, and we can have him exiled!"

Breezepaw stared at Mistpaw. "Are you sure you didn't hurt your paw on something else? Only medicine cats have dreams like that."

Mistpaw sighed. Why wouldn't her sister believe her? "But it felt real!"

"Ok, but you shouldn't tell Rainstar, not until you have proof that you can show her."

"Fine." Mistpaw groaned. "Let's go back to camp before someone sees us."

The sisters padded back to camp. Right when they walked in they saw Brokenfoot. He walked up to them.

"What were you two doing out of camp?" He questioned.

Mistpaw froze.

"We were, uh, taking a walk." Mistpaw meowed.

"In the cold?" Brokenfoot meowed.

"Ya, the cool wind felt good on my pelt, and I didn't want to go alone so I brought my sister with me." Mistpaw meowed, praying to StarClan that he won't see through the lie.

Mistpaw noticed that Brokenfoot could see the worry on her face.

"Don't worry." He chuckled. "I won't tell anyone."

"Thank you." Mistpaw sighed with relief. He thought she was worried that she would get in trouble, he had no idea she was lying.

Mistpaw went and laid down on one of the rocks that were on the rockpile with her sister. She stayed there as she watched the clan leave their dens and pad out of camp to do patrols. After Mistpaw watched a hunting patrol leave the den, Drizzlepaw padded up to her and Breezepaw.

"Hello Mistpaw And Breezepaw!" He meowed cheerfully. "I'm taking an assessment today to see if I'm behind or ahead on anything. Wish me luck!"

"Good luck Drizzlepaw!" Mistpaw meowed.

"I hope you pass!" Breezepaw added.

Drizzlepaw smiled at the two as he padded out of camp with Lightspots. Breezepaw and Mistpaw sat on the rocks for a bit longer before Quicksoarer and Wispsong had them go on a border patrol. As they padded along the border, Mistpaw could sense the unease within the group. They were afraid that they would be the next one to be murdered. The tension stayed as they kept walking along the borders. They were almost finished when Mistpaw noticed an unfamiliar scent. As soon as she smelled it, Wispsong and Quicksoarer stiffened.

"What's that smell?" Mistpaw asked with worry.

"Twolegplace." Wispsong responded.

Mistpaw had heard of twolegplace. It was where the twolegs lived with their dogs and kittypets. She had been told it was a dangerous place.

"Why is the scent here?" Breezepaw asked.

"We don't know." Quicksoarer meowed.

After looking around for a few seconds, a honey colored cat came out of the trees with a brown one close behind it. After they saw the patrol, the golden one came closer while the brown one shied away. Quicksoarer and Wispsong approached the two.

"What are you doing here?" Quicksoarer asked. "This is RiverClan territory and you are trespassing."

"Oh, we didn't know we were trespassing, we'll leave now, I'm very sorry, come on let's go-" The brown one started to say.

"Hello!" The honey colored cat meowed. "Sorry if we're trespassing, we were just passing through here."

Mistpaw watched as the brown cat cowered behind the golden one, pitying it. It must be awful to feel that scared.

"You're going to have to come with us." Wispsong meowed.

"But they're just passing through. They don't look dangerous, they look no older than me and Mistpaw." Breezepaw meowed.

"Rainstar told us to bring any trespasser to her, no matter what." Quicksoarer answered.

"Oh."

Mistpaw glanced over at the brown cat again. He was shaking even more.

"Let's just go. Come on." The brown cat muttered to the other one.

"We were just passing through." The golden cat meowed with confidence. "We can go around if you want."

"Sorry, you're still have to come with us." Wispsong meowed.

"Ok then." The golden cat meowed, following Wispsong.

The brown cat, on the other hand, didn't move. Mistpaw didn't understand how he was this afraid. She understood how he was scared since some strangers approached him, but he was nearly paralyzed with fear. The golden cat pretty much had to drag him along with her to camp. As they walked into camp, a few cats stared at the strangers the patrol brought with them. Rainstar, who was grooming herself outside of her den, stood up and padded over to the patrol.

"Who are these cats?" She asked.

"We found them trespassing. We were bringing them to you." Wispsong meowed.

"Thank you." Rainstar meowed back. She turned to the newcomers. "What were you doing on our territory?"

"We were just passing through." The golden cat meowed. "We were trying to get to the other side of your territory when these cats found us."

"We- we're sorry." The brown cat stuttered.

After studying them for a few seconds, Rainstar spoke. "They don't look dangerous. They can go."

"Thank you." The golden cat meowed cheerfully.

"Wispsong, Quicksoarer, escort these cats to the border." Rainstar meowed.

After Mistpaw and Breezepaw's mentors had left camp, they walked over to the fresh kill pile and each grabbed a mouse. They were about halfway done when a shriek interrupted them. Everyone looked around to see where the noise was coming from until they saw Skypelt panting, covered in blood, just outside the camp. Mistpaw and Breezepaw ran with everybody else over to the entrance. Mistpaw looked over to the side and saw the body of Lavendermoon and a rouge. Skypelt was panting. Rainstar quickly padded to the front of the group.

"Skypelt, what happened?" She asked.

"Th-the rouge came and tried to attack us as we went to the river to go fishing. He got Lavendermoon and I attacked him, and I didn't mean to kill him, b-but I swatted him down and he cut his neck on a rock." Skypelt stuttered, her voice shaking.

"Why would he try and kill Lavendermoon?" Rainstar asked calmly.

"I-I don't know." Skypelt stuttered.

"What if the rouge was the murderer!" A cat shouted out.

Rainstar glanced back at the rouge. "It would make sense."

Mistpaw stared at the rouge, confused. She had been so sure that it was Brokenfoot. She had heard him talking about how he killed Daisyfoot and Sunpelt in her dream.

"Then that means that the murderer is dead!" Another cat called out. "This means there will be no more deaths!"

"We should celebrate!" A third cat yelled.

Rainstar looked over at the clan. "Yes, this is good, but we have also lost a clanmate. We should be mourning, if anything."

The clan was buzzing when they got back to camp. Everyone was talking about how they wouldn't have to fear being murdered anymore, and discussing who Rainstar would pick to be deputy. Breezepaw wouldn't stop talking about what would happen if Rainstar picked one of their mentors to be deputy, but Mistpaw couldn't stop thinking about how she was wrong. She had really thought the dream had meant something. She had been confident that Brokenfoot had been the one behind all the murders. Mistpaw stressed about this for a few more minuets before sighing. Her dream had probably been just a normal dream, and that rouge had killed all the cats. Mistpaw tried to feel excited that the killer was dead, but she couldn't stop thinking about it. It had seemed a bit out of place that it had been a rouge. A rouge would have had a harder time sneaking into camp without being spotted, and had a more recognizable scent.

"Mistpaw, Breezepaw," The call took Mistpaw out of her thoughts. She looked up to see Wispsong padding towards her and her sister.

"You two are on tick duty today, go get some mouse bile from Brokenfoot and head over to the elder's den." She meowed.

Mistpaw heard Breezepaw groan beside her as they walked over to the medicine den.

"I hate being on tick duty." Breezepaw meowed with disgust.

Mistpaw scrunched her nose as she carried the bile-covered moss to the elders den. As Mistpaw walked through the entrance with Breezepaw, Ashstripe lifted her head.

"Hello you two! It's a good thing you're here, I've had a tick on the back of my shoulder that's really been irritating me." She meowed.

"Hello Ashstripe." Breezepaw meowed as Mistpaw padded over to remove the tick.

After the tick was gone, Ashstripe sighed with relief. "Thank you, that feels much better."

"Huh?"

Mistpaw turned to where the voice had come from to see Birdfeather sleepily lifting her head.

"What's happinging?" She sleepily asked.

"Mistpaw and Breezepaw are here to get rid of our ticks." Ashstripe responded.

"Oh," Birdfeather meowed, sitting up and smiling at Mistpaw and her sister. "Thank you."

After all the ticks had been removed, Mistpaw and Breezepaw got more moss for the elders, and got rid of the old moss. Mistpaw hear Breezepaw sigh with relief as they left the den and washed their paws in the stream.

"I can't wait lay in the sun, it'll be nice to warm myself up since it's so cold and snowy now." She meowed, leaving Mistpaw to go to the rockpile.

Mistpaw went to go to the fresh kill pile when Rainstar's call interrupted her.

"All cats old enough to swim in the river, gather to hear my words!" She yowled.

All the cats started chattering. They knew what this meeting was about. Rainstar was going to announce who she is going to pick to be the next deputy of RiverClan.

"As you all know," she began, "another clanmate has been taken from us. Lavendermoon was an amazing cat and a wonderful deputy, but sadly, just like all the others, she has been murdered, but this time, it's different. The murderer has been caught. Skypelt deserves all of our praise for making sure that the rouge will never murder another cat again. We owe her all of our thanks, for she has probably saved many of our lives."

"Skypelt! Skypelt!" The clan shouted as Skypelt shrank back. She was more of a shy cat who didn't like much attention.

"Also," Rainstar continued. "I believe it is time to choose a new deputy. It took me a while to choose, since we have so many great cats in this clan. At first, I debated whether Skypelt would be a good choice. She has all the qualities of a good deputy, but I know she would never accept an offer like that. After thinking for a bit longer, I finally chose another amazing cat that would be a perfect deputy." Rainstar paused. "Quicksoarer." Rainstar meowed. "Do you accept the role of deputy?"

Mistpaw turned around and looked at Quicksoarer. He looked shocked that he had been chosen.

"I do, Rainstar."

"Then may StarClan bless you as you take the role of RiverClan's deputy." Rainstar meowed.

"Quicksoarer! Quicksoarer!" The clan cheered.

"Meeting dismissed." Rainstar meowed.

After Rainstar jumped down from the rock, Mistpaw went to the apprentices den. She was exhausted, as if she hadn't gotten any sleep the night before. Mistpaw was just about to fall asleep when the rouge and Brokenfoot came into her mind again. She was still confused about how the rouge was the killer. Mistpaw had been so sure that it was Brokenfoot. Her dream had felt so real. After laying in her nest for a while, thinking, she finally found the answer.

"That's it!" She shouted triumphantly.

"What's it?" Breezepaw sleepily asked, lifting her head.

Mistpaw had forgotten her sister had been in the den as well.

"Nothing, I was just thinking. Sorry I woke you up." Mistpaw meowed.

Mistpaw felt stupid for not thinking of it sooner. Brokenfoot had someone to do his dirty work for him, so he wouldn't get caught. She felt happy as she went to sleep, since she had finally figured it out.


RiverClan

Leader: Rainstar - Thick furred blue grey she cat with faint tabby stripes and blazing blue-green eyes. She has a scar on her shoulder and a fluffy tail

Deputy: Quicksoarer - dark tan tom with greyish blue eyes

(Apprentice: Mistpaw)

Medicine cat: Brokenfoot - ginger tom with a deformed foot and ear

Warriors:

Mudwhisker - brown tom(mates with Cloudfoot, father to Mistkit and Breezekit)

Eagleclaw - brown tom with white markings and green eyes.(mates with Lakeripple, father to Pinekit, Shadekit, and Foxkit)

Skypelt - Fluffy white she cat with Amber eyes

(Apprentice: Pinepaw)

Wispsong - dark brown she cat with silver streaks and grey blue eyes

(Apprentice: Breezepaw)

Lightspots - light cream colored she cat with dark flecks on her face and blue eyes

(Apprentice: Drizzlepaw)

Darkstrike - very dark brown tom with brown eyes

Redeyes - light brown she cat with dark brown and orange spots. Dark brown paws, a light tan ear, and chest fluff

(Apprentice: Shadepaw)

Mintleaf - brown she cat with light brown paws and mint green eyes

Cloudfoot - dark grey she cat with white feet(Mates with Mudwhisker, mother to Mistpaw and Breezepaw)

Lakeripple - black she cat with a white muzzle and tail tip and blue eyes. (mates with Eaglefeather, mother to Pinekit, Shadekit, and Foxpaw)

Queens:

Apprentices:

Drizzlepaw - white tom with light grey flecks all over his pelt and light blue eyes

Mistpaw - Grey she cat

Breezepaw - Brown and black she cat

Pinepaw - beautiful dark brown she cat with blue eyes

Shadepaw - Dark grey tom with a black spot above his left eye and amber eyes

Kits:

Foxkit - red tom kit with a few black and white markings

Mimickit - tortishell she kit with green eyes

Elders:

Ashstripe - light grey she cat with darker stripes(mates with Birdfeather, foster mother of Skypelt)

Birdfeather - White she cat with dark brown stripes(mates with Ashstripe, foster mother of Skypelt)