When Mistpaw entered the leader's den, Star was waiting there with her tail over her paws.

"Well, what took you so long?"

"It's not important." Starkstar narrowed her eyes at Mistpaw's reply, but she said nothing.

"Then let's start. Today, I shall see if you have had any contact with magic before. Your denmates did explain the whole magic thing to you, right?"

"They just told me that everyone in camp has magic."

"Well, there are multiple types of magic. You would control water or nature. You could be able to levitate things, or sometimes, you can perform a very different kind of magic compared to the others. The possibilities of what magic you have could be endless."

"How do I know if I've had any contact with magic?"

"There is a spell for this exact reason. If a kit is ever separated from our clan, or if a clanmate hurts a cat, we can identify what magic they have, or what hurt them."

"Really?"

"Really."

"Well, what are you waiting for?" Starkstar sighed.

"You need to learn pasonce." Starkstar pressed her nose to Mistpaw head, the cave walls started to spin, until the world seemed to fade. Suddenly, her life was flashing in front of her. It was on a huge sheet that looked like ice. The colors started to slow until they were standing at the border between StormClan and DawnClan. Mistpaw could see three cats patrolling. She could feel Starkstar stiffen beside her. One of them clasped on the ground. Another turned to other cat and the cat he was talking to started to run. Mistpaw started to run towards them. By the time she got there, the grey one was starting to relax. The pale brown one was laying next to her licking the kits. Kits! Thought Mist. that's why she clasped. She was giving birth. That's when the gray she-cat noticed one of the kits had wings. She whispered something, and the wings started to fade. Soon, the kit looked like the other two. Just then, a black cat stocked out of the shadows.

"What do we have here?"

"Leave Rushstar." growled the tom.

"Now, that's no way to talk to a leader." he looked over at the she-cat. "What's this?" he purred. "A queen patrolling? Now I've seen everything." he stepped a bit closer.

"Leave her alone." he slid out his claws and dug them into the ground."

"Make me." Rushstar hurled toward him and suck his claws into his fur. This can't be happening thought Mist. Rushstar had the tom pinned down with him still wrestling to escape. Rushstar bit down on the toms trout and the she-cat let out a wail. The tom went limp and Rush let go. He watched calmly as blood poured out.

"Y-you killed him" stammered the queen

"And now it's your turn." he told her, baring his teeth. He racked his claws over her shoulder. She stumbled back. She scrambled up and slid out her claws. Starkstar looked like she would attack Rushstar for a few mouse tails. Rushstar reached one paw out towards the kits with his claws unsheathed. The she-cat hooked her claws into his fur and pulled him away from her kits

"Why Rush?" asked the she-cat. "Why would you try to harm innocent kits?"

"Because Echoheart, I know you are the next leader of DawnClan. I know that once your dead, your clan will crumble. And of course, we can't let your kits live." letting out a menacing laugh. His warriors raced passed him. They ruthlessly attacked Echoheart, leaving deep scratches and ripping clumps of fur from her pelt. While they pinned her down, Rushstar calmly strolled down to the kits.

"You know what, I changed my mind. I will allow one of these kits to live. They shall be raised as a StormClan cat. How about this one." he said, prodding the silver one. Echoheart tried to reach the kit, but Rushstar's warriors still had her pinned down.

"What do you want us to do with her?" asked one of them.

"Kill her. And the kits." Rushstar told them. He turned back to the kits and picked up the silver one.

"You're a monster!" yowled Echoheart, struggling against the enemy warriors. Rush flicked his tail dismissively. As Rush walked away, Echo disappeared under a mass of fur, her screams seemed to fill the forest. It's the scream from my dream. Thought Mist, shocked. The scene faded to black, then they were back in the leader's den. Mist looked at Star. her eyes were filled with sadness. She bowed her head.

"I thought that we were seeing if I ever encountered magic. What was that?" asked Mistpaw.

"We did." Starkstar turned to her. "You saw the spell that Echoheart cast on that kit. That kit was you. But that means-" she broke off.

"It means what?"

"Echoheart was my daughter, and she had wings like you. Our code states that the first kit born with wings that service is the next leader. And that means-"

"That I'm the next leader." Mistpaw finished her sentence.

"Yes." Starkstar turned away from her. "Now, you may leave. I have a lot to think about." Mistpaw rushed out of the den. Why is my life so confusing? She wondered.

DON DON DOOOOONNN. Sorry I haven't spoken to you directly. ive been copeing and pasteing, so i rushed though it.