I grunted as I was thrown off Brambleclaw. Again. I could not and would not, master the moves he taught me. My paws were good for healing, not fighting! It had been three moons as a warrior apprentice, and I still had the skills of a kit. "Lets try one more time…" Brambleclaw sighed. I started to nod, when my vision was suddenly clouded with mist. All sound was blocked out I couldn't hear. I heard a voice.

"Mist holds the power to hurt or to heal…. Choose your path Mistpaw…" Then, like that the vision was gone. It must have been a vision from Starclan! I shook my head. Starclan just doesn't sent visions to anycat, at least, none that I've heard of.

But the strange voice still rang in my ears… Mist has the power to hurt or to heal… What was Mist? I shook it off. I had training to do.

I drew back on my hunches prepared to spring. But I miscaulcated my jump. I soared over the deupty and landed with a thud to the ground. I hissed, annoyed. "I'm just no good!" I complained. Brambleclaw sighed. I could tell that he silently agreed with me. "It comes with time..." He replied. I sighed and stared at the ground. A medicine cat wouldn't have to battle… "I'll tell you what. You can go hunting, with Brightpaw and Thornpaw and meet me back at camp. Understand." Brambleclaw asked. I nodded meekly. Hunting. I hated that too.

Brambleclaw walked out of the training hollow. I stared at the other two apprentices. Brightpaw jumped up. "Lets battle first!" He yowled. I shook my head. "No, Brambleclaw said…" I replied. Thornpaw hissed in annoyance. "We will! But I want to impress Berrynose tomorrow!" My brother complained. I sighed. "Fine. One quick battle-" Before I could finish my sentence, I was rammed into by my brother. He lashed out his claws and whipped them at my hind legs. "Oww!" I yelped as I felt the sting of battle wounds for the first time.

My legs buckled and I fell to the ground. In a heartbeat, my brother had me pinned. "I won!" He said proudly. I shrugged him off and rose to my feet. "Yep." I replied gloomily. "Fun."

"Why are you so upset?" Brightpaw asked. "Its just battle training." I whipped around. "Just Battle training." I growled. "What more could a cat want then making other cats bleed?" Both the toms winced. "Mistpaw… You know its not like that…" Thornpaw gasped. I growled in response. "To a warrior, its not, but to a cat whose grown up watching Jayfeather save lives…" I drew in a breath. "You don't understand. No cat understands." I fought to keep the emotion out of my eyes. "Mistpaw…" Brightpaw spoke.

"Leave me be!" I hissed, and turned and fled into the woods. I could feel their shocked faces burning into my pelt, but I kept running. And running and running and running. Till I reached the place. A hollow I'd found when I'd first become a apprentice. I slowed as I approached the familiar trees. I paused to make sure no foxes or badgers had invaded my place. There was none, but what I scented… was cats. Jayfeather, Lionblaze, and Dovewing. What were Thunderclan's medicine cat and two of its warriors doing here?

I peered into the clearing, careful to keep myself hidden. The last thing I wanted was for the three to catch me. I heard them speaking. "Ivyclaw? Not her too!" Dovewing cried. "Jayfeather, are you sure that it was her that you saw?" Saw? Jayfeather's blind… Jayfeather shook his head. "I know what I saw. The dark forest is growing." He growled. His words were followed by silence. I wondered what he ment by the dark forest. Shadowclan maybe?

Lionblaze broke the silence with a growl. "If they attack soon…" Dovewing growled. "I will not let the clans be destroyed!" I jumped. Clans… Destroyed? Jayfeather hissed. "Starclan will not let that happen. If only…" I wondered why he sounded so… far away… "We need the fourth." Lionblaze whispered. The other two cats nodded. "Not only that, but I need an apprentice… just in case…" Jayfeather sighed. I flicked my ear. Maybe I wasn't destined to kill…

"Who do you think you'll pick?" Lionblaze muttered. Jayfeather looked at his brother. "Maybe one of the kits…" I backed away. Kits? That means… Not me. I turned and quickly walked away. I wanted to heal. I decided that I'd tell somecat tommorow. I turned, pleased with my decision. With my sudden happiness, I forgot to smell the area before I entered. Big mistake. I walked right into the claws… of a fox.

I jumped back, and made the mistake of stepping on a stick. CRACK. The fox turned around, It's golden eyes glisting, hungrily. I coward back in fear. Starclan please help me! My eyes widened as I saws the fox unsealth its claws. I despritally racked my brain for something- anything Brambleclaw might of said about foxes. I gulped as I remembered: Foxes will tear you apart just for the fun of it. Never go out alone when one is scented in the territory.

I knew I was done for. The fox swiped out a claw, hitting me in the chest. A wave of pain made me yowl. I narrowed my eyes and managed a weak hiss. I could feel fresh blood oozing through my wound. Any other apprentice would of fought back, but I did not. I had never hurt a living thing once in my life, and I wasn't going to start now. The fox lashed out again, landing this blow on my back. I crumbled. I saw black spots in my vision. I yelped. Pain seared through my body, making me weak. The fox hissed, bringing back its paw. This was it. The last thing I saw before the blackness over took me was a golden streak ram into the fox. Then I passed out.