"From this moment on, you will be known as Owlfeather." Firestar finished.
"Nightshade! Owlfeather! Nightshade! Owlfeather!" Gingerpaw cheered for her friends along with her clanmates.
After the ceremony, she went to congratulate them. They had always seemed more like siblings to her.
"Congratulations," she mewed when she reached the newest warriors.
"Thanks." Nightshade purred.
Owlfeather nodded.
"Gingerpaw!"
Gingerpaw jumped at the sound of her sister's voice. She sounded anxious.
"What is it?" she turned.
Heatherpaw panted hard.
"The vole... I know how the deathberries ended up in it."
She was curious now.
"Come," she led Gingerpaw into the forest.
"I found Mousefur's scent on that vole. She meant to kill off a clanmate. She probably threw it into the hollow. I don't think she meant for it to kill Longtail, though."
Gingerpaw stared at her sister's white-striped face.
"She's back, Gingerpaw. Leafpool's been trying to tell me that since I became a medicine cat. We have to find her!"
Frightened, Gingerpaw nodded.
A patrol darted toward them. Graystripe was in the lead, with Bumbleclaw, Nightshade, Sandstorm, and Dovepaw followed.
"What is it?" Gingerpaw asked.
Graystripe stared at her. "We've found Mousefur's scent by the WindClan border."