Sootpaw's heart ached, he could admit that. But no, This wouldn't stop him from being friends with Mosspaw. He'd at least try to have a friendship with her. But he should've known that he could never replace Smokepaw. Flattening his ears, he poked his nose under his paws as he laid down in his nest, his hazel eyes lowered to the ground. This usually cheery tom was now acting like Ashfur, but he was more decent [not hating on ashfur.]. Extending his sharp claws, he tried to distract himself, thinking of his old siblings, but it never worked. Falling asleep, He woke up in a dark, gloomy forest. The eyes of known cats filled the air around him. One stepped out. "Greetings." Snowtuft spoke in a low tone, circling him. Antpelt's Figure appeared behind him, and so did Thistleclaw's. "Why--" Sootpaw was speaking until Brokentail stepped out, a smirk on his face. "You think I had my way with love, too? Well, Life changes, Kittypet. Either stay, or be killed. It's that easy. If you think you can run or hide, you're a fool." Brokentail meowed, sitting down. Sootpaw frowned, and then nodded, his gaze full of terror. "Why do you want me?" He asked fretfully. "We want something better than you. We want Rockstar."