''What is the meaning of this?'' Rosestar growled. Breezepaw was about to explode in anger, fear, sadness, and pain. Graypaw didn't say anything. ''Well?'' Rosepaw growled. That's when Graypaw exploded. ''Rosestar! Breezepaw had been rude to her mentor, is bullying her own sister, and is giving everyone else the silent treatment! Do something, Rosestar!'' Graypaw implored. Breezepaw felt as if she had been struck on her face. She felt her heart racing, beating like mad.
''Graypaw, Amberpelt would like to speak with you. Breezepaw, stay here,'' Rosestar finally said. Graypaw stalked over to her mentor, who looked tired. ''Breezepaw, is what Graypaw says true?'' Rosestar asked, voice barely audible. Breezepaw was lost for words. Finally she managed an, ''I don't know.'' Rosestar replied, ''How can you not know? You are aware of your actions, are you not?'' ''Yes, Rosestar,'' Breezepaw heaved. ''Do you admit you have been giving your sister the cold shoulder?'' Rosestar pushed. ''Yes Rosestar,'' Breezepaw said horsely.
Rosestar asked if Breezepaw had been rude to Appletail, and Breezepaw had no other choice than to say 'yes.' Rosestar stood above Breezepaw, having a solemn look on her face. ''Breezepaw, you have angered your sisters, made the whole clan confused, your parents fearful, and Whitestripe had to step in while she was expecting kits.'' ''Wait, how is Whitestripe?'' Breezepaw blurted. ''Appletail is tending to her kits,'' Rosestar replied. Tending to her kits. Breezepaw missed Whitestripe's kitting because she was in trouble.
After a long talk, Breezepaw felt like an outcast. Everyone was giving her either a fearful or murderous glance. The murderous ones were mostly from her sisters and Sharpeye. Sharpeye clearly wasn't on Breezepaw's side. Breezepaw couldn't even find her own mother. Was Mothflower too ashamed to have a daughter like Breezepaw? But I have done nothing wrong! Breezepaw's mind screamed. I never wanted to be a medicine cat! I didn't want hardships, I didn't want my family and friends to resent me! I didn't want any of this! Breezepaw finally cracked. She raced out of camp, ignoring the cries, ''Breezepaw, come back!'' from a voice she didn't have time to notice.
It began to rain. It was leafbare now, and the rain felt as cold as ice. Breezepaw remembered some cats who suffered the same as her. Tallstar, for example. But he eventually found happiness, which Breezepaw knew she would never have. She had known some other cats from Thunderclan too. Leafpool, Firestar, Ivypool, and even Dovewing, faced hardships like her. But they all overcame them, all those moons ago. Breezepaw stood up, cold. No, I won't let them see my break. I will not let anyone see my like this. She thought, miserable. She trudged forward, unsure where she was, because the rain had blocked the smell of everything around her. It was dark, so dark, she could barely see her own paw. Breezepaw realized the moon was up, and clouds were blocking it. Starclan is angry at me, Breezepaw thought, horrified.
She hadn't done anything, and now Starclan was disappointed in her. ''Hold it, right there,'' a voice snarled. Breezepaw jumped, knowing the voice of Birchclaw, a Thunderclan warrior. ''Breezepaw? What are you doing here? You aren't going to the Moonpool, I know,'' he said, voice unfriendly. Breezepaw wouldn't answer, she couldn't. She knew she was in trouble. No denying it. She walked with Birchclaw to Thunderclan camp. ''I'm going to be kept a prisoner, aren't I?'' Breezepaw finally said. ''It's Cinderstar's decision, medicine cat,'' Birchfall said gruffly.
Breezepaw felt scared, humiliated, and awful. Lightningfang, Thunderclan's deputy, kept pestering Breezepaw with personal questions. ''That's enough, Lightningfang,'' Cinderstar commanded. ''So, you were out, and then it started raining and wandered here. That's your story?'' Lightningfang growled. ''Cinderstar, we can't just let her go,'' Birchclaw said. ''Indeed, we can't.'' Cinderstar concluded. How can Thunderclan be so cruel?
''A Windclan member will eventually come her, so the problem will take care of itself,'' Cinderstar said. ''So I just stay here?'' Breezepaw blurted. ''We can't just let you go, Breezepaw,'' Cinderstar said. ''No, but…'' Breezepaw started, exasperated. ''That's enough, you stupid Windclan apprentice!'' Lightningtail snarled. Breezepaw piped down. Then she followed orders from Thunderclan's leader and deputy. She was to remain at Thunderclan camp until a Windclan member showed up, or until the Gathering.