A/N: Thanks to everyone who reviewed! I will try and reply to all of you, but if there is too many I will do the ones that post regularly. :) Oh, and I've also found out how to do fancy lines ^_^ (You might see them later) I will try and update once per week and will explain any absence! :)

AnnoyingGirl - I've updated it so it isn't a blob :). I'm not very good with where paragraphs go, apart from new speaker new line

meow - Yes, she is a cat (see title of story), and she has only really met them, but most cats don't like her. ALL WILL BE EXPLAINED LATER ;)

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darkdreamsXsilentpaw - I will force her to explain to Gullpaw later

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Boy, this is a long author's note. I'll end it now for you (LINE TIME)

I yawned sleepily, opening my jaws wide. I had been learning new words with Larkflower, when a big black tom had entered, air of importance included. Larkflower had quickly pushed me into my den, and told me to go to sleep, but of course I wasn't. I was listening in to their conversation.

"Crowstar." I heard Larkflower mew respectfully. Was this the Crowstar she was talking about earlier? The one who didn't want me to stay?

"Larkflower." He mewed, in a deep, gravelly mew. "I think you know what I am here about."

"Yes, you are here for her. You want to chuck her out, on her own, to whatever cruel thing gave her those wings." Oh. The her must be me, as Larkflower told me there were no other cats with wings.

"It does not belong here. Just because it has wings doesn't mean we should treat it like a clanmate. We should treat it like we treat all strangers, help them regain their strength, then tell them that if they want to stay, they will have to learn the ways of the clan, then make them train so hard, they want to leave." He mewed. I felt a wave of sadness crash over me as I realised Larkflower wasn't making a reply.

"You know I have always been against that method, Crowstar. As your medicine cat I strongly advise you to let her join if she wants to, and let all other strangers join too. Otherwise I shall have to leave CloudClan." Larkflower's mew sounded as if she was almost at boiling point. Crowstar paused.

"Fine. It can stay." I breathed a sigh of relief. I didn't want to return there. "But only if you go to the MoonPool to make sure StarClan wants this to happen." I wished I could see Larkflower's face, whether it was okay, whether she would be serious or laughing.

"I already have received a message from them." I sucked my breath in, knowing that it was probably true, yet still a little voice nagged away at me, telling me I was just kidding myself.

"Yes?" Crowstar mewed, his mew sounding as nervous as I felt.

"They said she should stay. She has a great destiny, one no other cat can fulfil." Pah, me? Shy, confused, nervous, oh and not to mention the fact I have giant freaking WINGS. Everything you look for in a cat with a great destiny. Yeah right. I suddenly felt like not listening any more, I had heard enough. They could tell me in the morning and I would pretend like I hadn't heard any of it before. I should get Larkflower to get him to call me she. I realised. I'm not an it. And she obviously has a big effect on him. I yawned again. Oh well, it's not like he's going to hate me forever is it? I pricked my ears, there were footsteps approaching. I leapt back into my nest and curled up, slowing my breathing to a steady pace. "Are you asleep?" I heard Larkflower enter the den and I responded with the largest yawn I could muster. "Ah, good. Crowstar is here to talk with you."

"About what?"

"About you entering the clan." The big black tom, which I now knew was Crowstar, pushed his way in. He didn't come all the way in, and there was a fern on top of his head, and I had to try not to giggle. "Me and Larkflower have spoken, and we would like to formally welcome you to the clan. I shall call a clan meeting tonight, and you shall receive your name. Do you want to join?" I nodded in reply. Of course I do! Anything is better than there, even death. "Good." He turned around and pushed his way out. I breathed out, realising I had been holding my breath.

"He always takes some convincing to do anything, so convincing him to change his traditions is quite an achievement in my eyes." Larkflower mewed to me jokily. "Silverheart was always the one who was spontaneous. But, as they say, opposites attract. I wonder what he'll name you. Maybe Amberpaw, because of your eyes? Or maybe Cherrypaw, after his lost kit? You look similar, but obviously you are quite different." I felt her eyes flitter to my wings. "Just, she was a ginger tabby so, you know, it's possible. What about your mentor? Doveflight, Juniperfeather and Stormwhisker are taken, so not them." She had lost me now, muttering about something I had no clue about. The only thing I had been referred to was Test Subject 12, and I didn't even know what a Cherrypaw or Amberpaw was. They all seemed like funny names to me, but I guess I didn't know anything about these clans. I pretended I knew what she was talking about for a while, then told her I wanted to get ready for the meeting. She understood and ran out, probably to check her herbs.