Ever since Silverflowers death Spiderpaw had taken it upon himself to spend more time with Otterkit. The young tom was due to become an apprentice any day now and he was excited for him, but at the same time dread haunted his thoughts. Was the clan truly safe anymore? No one had yet discovered clues towards the possible killer of the gentle queen..
Ducking into the nursery he immediately noticed the new but empty nest. Confusion and slight fear set in but Spiderpaw refused to panic over what could be nothing "M-maybe one of the apprentices invited him into the apprentices den?" Mumbling to himself the tom was getting more worried by the second. Otterkits sent was stale and seemed to lead away from the dens, the freshest at the camps entrance. Now fearing the worst he rushed towards the warriors den and realized with a sinking heart that Otterkit hadn't followed a patrol, the deputy was still sleeping. "Ra-rabbittail! Otterkit is-isn't in camp!"