Chapter 7:
Darkfire's POV~

As Seastar led me away to Shellclan's camp, I looked back at Streampaw. She was smiling, and looked very happy. I smiled. For some reason, when she was happy, I was happy.

I followed Seastar, my heart pounding for two reasons. Why did I fall for a Stromclan she-cat? And What would I tell Snowpaw's family? They'd think I didn't take care of her like I promised. Why didn't I? Why couldn't I have insisted that Deeppaw came instead? A little voice, in my head said, Because then Deeppaw would be dead. That's why you didn't.

As we crossed the beach and approached the camp, Willowheart and Sandbreeze, Snowpaw's parents, came running out to meet us.

"Darkpaw!" Willowheart cried happily. Then her voice dulled. "Where's Snowpaw?"

I bit my whiskers before I replied. "Sh-She didn't make i-it." I stuttered. Willowheart began to cry. "I'm sorry!" I cried. "I tried to protect her, I did!"

"I know you did," said Sandbreeze. "But that doesn't change the fact that she's gone." I ducked my head in sorrow. "We're not mad at you, Darkpaw, and we don't blame you, but we do miss her very much." I nodded, and backed away to give them some space.