Nightmares swirled through Snowpaw's mind for what felt like an eternity. It was always the same dream, repeating over and over, but Snowpaw wouldn't wake up.

            Snowpaw would stand in a dark forest, trees shrouding over her. The only light was faint, and it came from the full moon up above. Snowpaw would stand, frigid and cold, then she would spot two large paws, smell a familiar scent, and she would notice a thick brown pelt. Then she would hear the roar that would chase her. She would begin to run, and the roar would follow her.
            This nightmare was different though. As Snowpaw kept running and the roar kept following her, she swore that she saw light coming from the other end of the woods. She continued running, faster, faster, the animal almost catching up to her. She suddenly gasped as she saw Bear, and that's what she realized. Bear, a bear! That's what Silverwhisker had described! StarClan had warned her all along, and like a fool, Snowpaw hadn't noticed.
            The light was only a few more pawsteps away. Knowing she couldn't run much longer, she leapt into the light, a flash exploding.
            When Snowpaw did open her eyes, she wasn't in the dark forest anymore. She was lying on the ground of the familiar forest. Her body felt sore, and she looked around, spotting Silverwhisker and Stonecloud.
            "A-am I dead?" Snowpaw asked.
            "She's alive!" Silverwhisker suddenly gasped.
            "W-what happened?" Snowpaw asked, slowly getting up from a nest of straw that the she-cats had made for her.
            "After you ate the holly berry, you passed out," Stonecloud explained. "We've been tending to you for awhile now. Seven sunrises. We weren't allowed to use our healing powers of StarClan on you, so we've been hoping you would awake."
            "I didn't die?"
            "At first we thought you would," Silverwhisker explained. "But you miraculously recovered."
            "I'm sorry. I'm so terribly sorry," Snowpaw began. "You two were warning me all along about Bear, and I didn't know. I know he used me now, and I know it was stupid to try to kill myself. I'm sorry I led you away from me. I want to be a warrior, I truly do, but I think it's too late for apologies now."
            "It's never too late," Stonecloud said softly. "We would love to continue your training, but you can't run off with a tom this time."
            Snowpaw sighed. "Believe me, I don't think I'll ever love another cat again."
            "Just because Bear was a fraud doesn't mean that every other cat is," Silverwhisker explained. "But know that StarClan is watching over you always, and we never leave your side."
            "I'm sorry I didn't believe that too," Snowpaw spoke. "Silverwhisker, Stonecloud, will you mentor me again so I can complete my training?"
            "Of course," they both said in unison.
            "You'll want to rest though," Stonecloud said. "You've been unconscious for several days. Silverwhisker will go get you some prey and water. I'll stay here."
            "Thank you," Snowpaw said.
            As Silverwhisker went off, Snowpaw lightly traced patterns in the soil. "I can't believe I tried to kill myself," she mumbled.
            "But it's important that you're alive now," Stonecloud spoke softly.
            "Stonecloud, what happened to my family?" Snowpaw asked.
            "I can't tell you, for it is something that you must find out on your own. When the time comes, we'll tell you some, but just enough to help you find them."
            Snowpaw sighed. The exact answer she expected. StarClan would never tell her where her family was, but then again, StarClan had told her what Bear really was. She wished she could read symbols better.
            Silverwhisker arrived back quickly with a squirrel and some moss. Famished, Snowpaw quickly ate up the squirrel, then drank the water, feeling refreshed as the cool, icy water slid down her throat.
            "Stonecloud, I know about Silverwhisker's past, but what about yours?"
            "That is something that we do not need to go over," Stonecloud grumbled. "Maybe you'll hear about it one day."
            Snowpaw knew that the questions should come to a stop then. If Stonecloud was anything like Silverwhisker was when it came to the past, Snowpaw decided to steer clear.
            After Snowpaw ate yet another squirrel, she was able to get up and pad around, stretching her sore muscles that had not moved in days.
            By the evening, she felt like she could take on anything, though sadness flooded through her as she thought of her and Bear in the evening...If only it had all been true. But she obviously wasn't destined to be with Bear, but probably another tom. Snowpaw would wait for that tom.
            What if I'm not destined to be with any tom at all? Snowpaw thought. She shook the thought away. No, it couldn't be true.
            "Can I go hunting?" Snowpaw asked Stonecloud.
            "Are you sure you want to?" Stonecloud asked.
            Snowpaw nodded.
            Together, the two white she-cats padded into the woods that were dimly-lit due to the setting sun. Snowpaw quickly smelled the scent of a rabbit which she spotted by a nearby tree. Crouching down, she slowly stalked forward, then leapt.
            The rabbit landed in her paws, and Snowpaw quickly killed it. She was glad to be back and learning hunting like she had done not too long ago.
            "Great catch," Stonecloud said, "though I would've leapt a little later. That rabbit nearly escaped."
            "Thanks," Snowpaw said, biting into the rabbit.
            She would've usually shared the prey with Bear, and right now, she probably would've been scared alone, for she would've thought a roar would come. But there would be no bears or roars anymore because Snowpaw had known the truth now, and no nightmares would come over her.
            She spent the remainder of the evening hunting with Stonecloud, something she had rarely done since Silverwhisker usually taught her hunting.
            As the stars began to shine, Snowpaw and Stonecloud headed back to the camp where Snowpaw padded into her hollow log.
            She had missed the log, and she had missed her camp. It had felt so good to be back.
            Spotting a brown hair, she flicked it away, hissing. Bear wouldn't be seen anymore, and she didn't want to be reminded of him.
            Curling up inside, she closed her eyes and slept.

Snowpaw did not have nightmares, but she instead dreamt. She dreamt about Icekit, Flightkit, her father, her mother. They all called for her. "Snowpaw! We've missed you!" they would call.
            "You do? I miss you too!"
            "Come back to us! Come back!" they wailed.
            "I-I can't. I'm training, but I'll come back soon. I promise."
            The faces of her family were depressed and Snowpaw quickly awoke from her dream. It wasn't real obviously, but Snowpaw had felt like it was. Maybe she should go back and look for them, after training.
            Suddenly, Snowpaw realized something. What would happen after training? Would Stonecloud and Silverwhisker stay with her? Snowpaw didn't think they would. Suddenly, she had become terribly scared of surviving without the two she-cats at her side. She was scared to be alone, just like she had been so long ago. She was scared of being abandoned.