Hollypaw's POV:
"Come On, Hollypaw, you can get this!" Hollypaw sighed. Brackenfur was trying to train her in how to hunt, and it wasn't really connecting. "No I can't! The mouse-brained prey keeps on getting away from me! I'll never be about to get this!" Brackenfur sighed of frustration. "Fine, Hollypaw, we'll try again tomorrow." he said. They started to pad back home. Why can't I get this! Hollypaw thought. I'm one of the three, aren't I? She looked up at the sky. Maybe I have a different talent. But I already flunked as being a medicine cat. What else could I be? An elder? I just wish I had more options.
When they got to camp, she saw her brother Lionpaw at the fresh kill pile with her other brother, Jaypaw. "Hi guys." Hollypaw said, deflated. "Rough day?" Lionpaw asked. She nodded. "Me too." he said. "Ashfur pinned me down four times!" "Foxkit messed up all of our inventory! So annoying!" Jaypaw complained. She picked up a mouse from the pile. "Sometimes I wish that we could do something else." Hollypaw said. "Have you ever?" "Not really." Lionpaw said. "Sometimes I wish I could be a warrior." Jayfeather said. Hollypaw shrugged. It would take way too long to explain it. She finished her mouse off and got up. "I'm going for a walk in the forest." she said. When she got into the forest, she felt a strange tingling in her paws. "What in StarClan..." She fell to her knees, then everything went black.
Apple Bloom's POV
"Come on, guys!" She called to her friends. "Let's see if we can get our cutie mark with Zetcora!" Her two best friends, Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo, dashed up to her. "Maybe we'll get it this time!" Sweetie Belle said excitedly. "I know we will!"Apple Bloom said. They approached her house. A zebra walked out of the doors. "Hi girls, what can I do for you?" She said. "Do you need a potion, I have ones old and new." "We want to get our cutie marks, and we want to see if you can help us!" Zetcora nodded. They all stepped inside the treehouse.
"Maybe our cutie mark isn't in potions and things like that..." Apple Bloom looked around the room. They had broke 12 potions, mixed up 5 potions, and blew up one potion bottle. Apple Blossom sighed in frustration. "Why are there so many options for a cutie mark?" she said. "Why can't there be, like, two?" As she turned to leave, her tail hit a bottle. A green mist filled the air. "This is not at all good!" Zetcora said. "This should never happen, never should!" Apple Bloom opened her mouth to ask why, but then her knees buckled, and everything went dark.