Firestar curled his lip. “You should never be allowed to walk among warriors, not in life or death. Not even among warriors who harmed their own Clans.”

Graystripe’s ears flattened. “How did you bring rogues here?” He looked around Darktail’s patrol in disgust.

“They died recently, like your Clanmates,” Ashfur told him. “Their spirits were fresh. It was easy enough to bring them here while StarClan was . . .” He hesitated, as though looking for the right word. “Busy.”

Darktail’s whiskers twitched with amusement. “Aren’t you glad they managed to find somewhere to rest after such difficult lives?” he asked.

A Light in the Mist, Chapter 15