Oh my gosh guys. I updated, then came back the next day and saw that I already had 10 new reviews. That's more than I ever got in a single chapter! For that I'd like to thank Cinderfire16, shadeflower927, Pumpkinfur, Guest, Guest, DahliaStarr, ObSeSiVe BoOkWoRm, Pearlfeather, LarkspiritofForestClan and Petaldawn. Thank you all so much! Also an additional thanks to A Dewy Leaf, who bumped the number up to even hight than ten. I know how you all want Nettlepaw to come back, so I'm giving all of you Nettlepaw plushies! *tosses Nettlepaw to everyone*

Disclaimer: Erin Hunter owns Warriors. I don't.

Flickerstar lifted his head to the cloudless sky, his voice raised so that the whole camp could hear. "Then by the powers of StarClan I give you your warrior names. Stonepaw, from now on you shall be known as Stoneclaw. StarClan honors you for your confidence and strength. Smallpaw, you are now Smallfeather. StarClan honors you for your hunting skills and patience, and we welcome you both as full warriors of ThunderClan." Stoneclaw and Smallfeather both licked the ginger tom's shoulder and hopped of the Highrock to hear the congratulations.

Frozenpaw sat beside Hailblaze outside the medicine den. She glared coldly at the newly named warriors as they pranced around camp, acting like they had just conquered the world. It hurt her deeply in the heart to see that their lost brother had never crossed their mind. Her gaze flickered to Wolfleap and Leafpelt. The silver tom wore an overjoyed smile on his lips as he watched his son and daughter. Leafpelt looked the same, except her grin was hovering in front of the sadness that was unsuccessfully concealed behind.

So I'm not the only one...

Frozenpaw sighed the Feeling starting to weigh her down in the grass. She had not gone a heart beat without it there, reminding her with sharp pangs of the cat who was lost from her life. It stalked her in the rare happy moments she had and exploded in her chest when the times were rough. It had only been two moons, and yet she felt like she had head a lot of rough times lately. Her head was fogged by the memory of her return.

Frozenpaw slipped through the dirt place tunnel, the milky light of dawn beginning to show upon the rim of the sky. She climbed into her nest and closed her eyes, even though she knew very well, that she would not be able to sleep. The fear kept her up for the rest of the fading night, and in her head, she continuously saw the pair of yellow eyes that watched her and Nettlepaw leave.

And then she heard it, the soft latter of paw steps as cats began stirring. Bracken rustled as Hailblaze switched positions, and Frozenpaw knew that he would soon wake up. Did he get up in the middle of the night and notice she was gone? Would he say something. Frozenpaw forced her breathing to keep steady.

Beetletooth's voice was the first she heard. "Wake up, Stonepaw, we're going on the dawn patrol."

For many moments, there was silence, and Frozenpaw held her breath.

"Who else is coming?" Stonepaw asked, his voice slurred with sleep. He had not noticed Nettlepaw's empty nest, and Frozenpaw released her breath.

"Good morning, Frozenpaw," Hailblaze said. She opened her eyes and looked up, pretending to look tired.

She grunted in reply.

"We don't really have much to do today. We need some goldenrod, but I'll get that myself. And-" Frozenpaw shut out his words and listened outside for any notification that Nettlepaw had been realized missing.

Still nothing.

She sighed. "Okay, Hailblaze."

She got up from her nest and padded up to him for instructions, but before she could, Smallpaw's voice rang out. "Nettlepaw's missing!"

Frozenpaw bristled. Hailblaze looked up and swiftly padded outside the den. She followed. Flickerstar had emerged from his den and he remained calm. "Relax. He must be at the dirt place. Icyclaws, would you go check?"

"Yes Flickerstar," the white she-cat said. She slipped through the tunnel. Moments later, she hopped back out. "He's not there!"

And then the Clan was whispering to one another, wondering where he could have gone. Frozenpaw looked from one cat to the next, looking to see if any of them had their eyes questioningly laid on her, but not one cat was looking at her, not even Hailblaze.

Leafpelt and Wolfleap looked worried, but what pained her the most is that they weren't frantic. They remained calm the whole time, even when the search party confirmed that Nettlepaw was not in the territory.

Stonepaw and Smallpaw wore sheepish grins on their faces, like they were trying to hide their happiness that their brother had finally run away. Lionpaw was stifling a laugh as well, and Frozenpaw felt the need to sink her claws into his flesh.

How could no one care that he was gone?

It had now been two moons, and his disappearance was old news. No one talked about him, no one thought about him. No one but Frozenpaw, and she was determined to keep his memory alive, one way or another.

Stoneclaw padded up to Lionpaw. "It'll be your turn next. And soon enough I'll be leader, and you'll be my loyal deputy."

The light brown tabby frowned. "I thought I was going to be leader. Smallfeather agreed with me."

Stonepaw looked away. "She doesn't know what she's talking about."

Frozenpaw narrowed her eyes. Stonepaw's prideful smile had faltered. He thinks Lionpaw will be leader just as much as everyone else here. He just doesn't want to admit it.

She turned her attention away from them, but as she did, the Feeling clawed at her belly, forcing her to look back. How would she ever stop letting it hurt her without having to take interest in her brother?

With a sigh she started walking up to them. Baby steps, she thought. If I can't fight it, I should embrace it. "Hey Stoneclaw," she began.

The gray tom turned sharply towards her, an irritated look on his face. "What do you want?" he snapped.

Don't let it anger you..."Well, congrats on earning your name. It's too bad your brother isn't here to become a warrior with you. What do you think his warrior name would have been?"

Stoneclaw growled, "Warrior name? He'd be an elder before he'd pass his final assessment. "Why would you care anyway? He's gone now, so just forget about him."

"I'm sorry," she hissed through gritted teeth. The warrior's remark sent fury searing through her body, "but if you were missing would you have wanted to just be forgotten?"

Stoneclaw hovered over her, his shadow shading her white fur to gray. "Well at least I'm worth remembering. Nettlepaw isn't even missing. He's dead by now, wherever he is. That mangy cat couldn't battle a kit."

The Feeling suddenly burst inside her, raising her fur in wrath, her claws dug into the ground as she yowled. "That is not true Stoneclaw! If you even saw through his eyes, you'd know how terrible, no, cruelyou were to him. So what is Clanlife didn't suit him, so what if he wasn't as strong as you are. No one, no one should treat his memory with as much disrespect as you are."

Stoneclaw peeled his lips back. In a flash of gray, his claws smacked over her face with such force that she was knocked tail lengths to the side. Blood seeped down into her eyes, and through a crimson hue, she could see that tom, standing right over her. "Do not talk to me that way. I am a warrior now, and deserve to be treated with respect. Nettlepaw, was weak, and if he isn't dead, he ran away because he was afraid of life." He lowered his muzzle down to her ear. "And if you don't like it, then go follow him." And he was gone, padding off towards the warrior den. Lionpaw gave her a helpless look and followed his friend.

He just...let that happen...

Hailblaze dabbed some cobweb over Frozenpaw's wound. Stoneclaw's blow had left a deep scratch over her eye, and it throbbed with pain. The Feeling wasn't hurting her anymore. Now it all felt numb.

"Stoneclaw should have controlled his actions, but what he said was true, he is a warrior now, and therefore, has more power than you. You should be talking to him with more respect."

"But what about Nettlepaw?" Frozenpaw asked him.

"It's been two moons since he'd gone. His body is no where to be found, he isn't being held prisoner. It's clear he ran away because he didn't like Clanlife. If he'd rather live as a rogue, so be it," Hailblaze murmured. He chewed up a dock leaf and applied it to the scratch. "There, you should be okay. Now, please take these borage leaves to Dusksky. Her kits are due any day now."

Frozenpaw sighed, took the leaves and headed for the nursery. The she-cat had announced her pregnancy with Badgerfang's kits two sunrises after Nettlepaw ran away. That really seemed to lighten the mood for everyone, getting them all to start forgetting about him.

The grayish-brown she-cat was relaxing outside the nursery. Frozenpaw grunted and she looked up. "Oh, hello Frozenpaw. Are those for me?"

Frozenpaw dropped the leaves at her muzzle. "Uh, yeah. They y're coming any day now, so we want your milk to be ready."

"Thanks."

"Yeah."

She turned to head back for the medicine den, but as she began walking, Stormshade and his sister, Whitefur passed by her. Stormshade knocked her with his shoulder and he looked back. "Watch it, runt," he snarled bitterly.

Frozenpaw swallowed. Nettlepaw's memory did live on. Through her.

Okay, a much shorter chapter than normal, but really it was a filler just to show you how both Frozenpaw and the Clan were reacting to his disappearance. The next chapter should be better I hope. But please review!

~Destiny