Crowpaw woke the next morning, but could not find Dovepaw. Where in StarClan could she be? he wondered. Her mentor, Aspentongue, was still at camp and didn't know where Dovepaw was. Dovepaw's siblings, Treepaw and Featherpaw, as well as her parents didn't know either. 

So Crowpaw set out into the forest, because she wasn't at camp. Moments later, he picked up her scent. "Aha," he murmured. The trail lead to a clump of bushes which were near to a small spring, a place that Crowpaw liked to visit often because of bountiful prey. He heard a muffled voice. Dovepaw! he wanted to shout. But then he heard a second, different, cat's voice.

His peeked through the branches of the bushes and tried to get a glimpse. Water... rocks... dirt.... fur... FUR!!  But Crowpaw noticed that - with eyes narrowing - the fur wasn't the white of Dovepaw's fur. It was silvery-blue, with small black dots. Crowpaw's eyes followed the silver fur to the face and gasped. 

It was
a) Treepaw, Dovepaw's brother
b) Patchpaw, a good friend of Crowpaw
c) Definitely not a Clan cat!