It has been three days sense Stormspeed and the others became warriors. Foxtail says Leopardpaw's injury was unexplainable, but included that she had to be made a warrior or else she would never have satisfaction. She worked hard to recover, it was time. So Breezestar leaped upon his rock. "Please gather for a clan meeting." He watched as cats padded into the clearing. This time, Nightshade looked plumper. Breezestar guess that she was expecting more kits. "Leopardpaw has finally recovered, and she is now ready to become a warrior," he announced proudly. Fuzzycloud brushed her pelt against her sister's. Leopardpaw still looked down. Breezestar continued. "She has trained well to be a warrior." He didn't mention her injury, thinking that they would freak out about it. "So I give her her new name, Leopardclaw." The cats called her name out. Leopardclaw looked up in happiness. This was the first time Breezestar has seen her do in awhile.

Rabbittail organized hunting patrol with Stormspeed leading Leopardclaw, Whitefur, Badgerfang, and Firetail. Breezestar suddenly remembered Swiftspot's death. He felt terrible about letting him die, but it was impossible to save him. Badgerfang walked by. "Great, I'm being leaded by a blind cat," she muttered. Breezestar hissed to his son's defense. Badgerfang hissed back in reply, but at that moment, she stuck her paw on a thorn. She jumped in pain. Breezestar knew that she wasn't in that much pain, she was just trying to get out of the patrol. He put in Nightmoon to cover her spot.

Snowfern ran as fast as she could to the camp. Breezestar heard her burst with fear as she tripped inside. "It's Nightmoon!" She struggled to say. Nightshade awkwardly looked out of her den. "Um... Breezestar if you could handle this?" Breezestar nodded and walked side by side with Snowfern to the scene. He could tell that she was deeply worried about her sister. Breezestar and Snowfern rushed to the scene. There, a big wooden stick even longer than a cat was being held by a Twoleg. Breezestar watched Snowfern leap into attack onto the Twoleg. The Twoleg turned and held this odd straightened, glossy, and thick stick and smashed it onto Snowfern. Breezestar yelped. Snowfern yowled in pain. Blood burst out of her mouth as she yowled. She was breathing heavily. Stormspeed couldn't see it. Nightmoon, Whitefur, Firetail, and Leopardclaw looked in terror. Breezestar couldn't take it anymore. He leaped into the air, aiming at the Twoleg and landed. He stuck his claws into its shoulder as he climbed up. He then bit into her neck hardly. Breezestar knew this wouldn't work well, but it was worth saving his daughter. The Twoleg stopped and shook Breezestar off. It was a failure. Still, he didn't give up. "You guys! Help me out." They nodded slowly and leaped into attack. He heard about three cats rustling in the bushes. Reinforcements! He thought. Rabbittail, Fuzzycloud (she was sent to go get herbs) and Smallstep. Breezestar then thought about all the warriors protecting the camp. He then found himself in a dark space, drifting through the air.