The odd one.

Why do I always feel so odd? A soft beautiful she-cat meowed crawling out of the apprentice den, her name was softpaw, her name because of her soft paws and her fast quiet movement.

"hey softpaw! Time for you training!" roughclaw meowed (a tom with wirey black fur)

"Roughclaw I don't want to be a hunter or a cat that goes on patrol, I want to help people" Softpaw meowed softly

"listen softpaw, if you want to become a med. Cat you have to ask sweetstar." Roughclaw meowed walking away to hang out with his girlfriend meadowleaf.

Softpaw sighed. "Smallpaw!" softpaw meowed to a small she-cat with a brown pelt and a tiny body.

"yeah?" smallpaw asked.

"I was wondering could you take me to Sweetstar?" Softpaw meowed licking her paws, which had a speck of dirt.

"softpaw go there yourself." Smallpaw meowed

yet again softpaw sighed, she didn't feel welcome in swiftclan, she belonged in a nicer forest, with softer grass, and greener trees.

"hey softpaw! Roughclaw told me you wanted to become a med. Cat!" a she-cat with long fur, a orange pelt, and blue eyes. Her name was autumnleaf, a med. Cat best in the forest!

"yes but I'm not to sure, with the no kits thing…" Softpaw meowed, her eyes then turned from bright blue to grey.

Midnight soon came and soft paw was sound asleep.

"the prophecy has come, will we really…go away?" Sweetstar meowed.

Autumnleaf sighed "sweetstar, of course, the she-cat turned bright to dull! As in her eyes! That must be what the prophecy meant…"

"well watch her then we wont want any more… disappearance's" Sweetstar meowed sadly.

…To be continued…