Dapplestar smiled at the cats eagerness. "Oh, and Papepaw, Orionpaw?" She bared her fangs and flashed her long, silver claws. "Disappointment isn't an option."
As Sharpclaw passed Orionpaw to inspect the new cat, he whispered, "Nicely done." As he padded to look at Palepaw. "Well, well well! Look what we have here." He meowed with a smirk.
Dapplestar tilted her head. "Not if you follow the rules. Most importantly, you cannot tell anyone. Orionpaw will explain the rest. You do want to join us, to be the best, don't you?"
Orionpaw nodded, trying not to quiver with fear. "I'm aware. I will make her superb or she can join the rest of them fools, in StarClan and below." Orionpaw tried to convey the message that Palepaw would become one of them, or he himself would kill her (not really its up to you chai) to Dapplestar, without alarming Palepaw herself.