Chapter 6

-Stormpaw's POV-

"WHAT?!" The two cats screeched.

"That's right." I meowed firmly. "You two are sisters and Flaretooth is your brother."

"Ok, so where is he?" Hollypelt meowed, looking around.

I sadly gazed at them. "In StarClan." I mewed quietly.

"What?" Falconwing squeaked.

"Your brother is dead." My voice turned into a snarl. "He was murdered by a filthy, rotten, horrible ShadowClan cat!!"

ShadowClan roared its disapproval. But I paid no attention to them.

"Darkshade!" I screamed. "Darkshade is a murderous cat! He is the one stealing the clan's kits! And he is using you two to do it!" I flicked my tail at them.

After the clan's quieted down, I turned to Airstar. "Airstar, have some of your kits disappeared?"

She nodded. "Five, to be exact."

Fawnstar and ThunderClan had lost six.

"RiverClan has lost five." I meowed. Then, I confronted Fogstar.

"Fogstar." I meowed carefully. "Have you…rescued any kits lately?"

Fogstar shook her head. "I have not, but Darkshade has."

"How many?"

"Sixteen. All have been made apprentices."

I turned to the sea of cats. "Is it a coincidence, or has Darkshade been stealing kits in the night?" I yowled.

"I have."

I was surprised when Darkshade spoke up.

"You have seen ShadowClan as the strongest clan, the biggest clan. But our warriors are dying, our queens bear no kits. During leaf-bare, we have become the smallest clan, the weakest clan."

He looked up at me.

"But I know what I have done was wrong. I will have warriors return your missing apprentices.

But something in his eyes told me something was going to go terribly wrong.