Two moons went by and then the moment Cloverpaw had been waiting from came, three new –paws would be joining. The kits, Mudkit, Flamekit, and Birdkit, all bounced happily. They were certainly ready to be apprenticed. Firestar jumped onto Highrock to begin the ceremony. Firestar didn't even have to call the clan together, they were already there waiting.

"Today I am given the honor all leaders feel grateful to have," Firestar yowled. The three kits bounded away from there mother and leaped to the bottom of Highrock. "Today I will be apprenticing three kits who have reached their sixth moon. Mudpaw," The grayish-brown tom looked up. "Your mentor will be Spotear," Spotear approached the apprentice and touched noses with him. The she-cat and her apprentice then sat at the edge of the group. "Flamepaw," The red-furred tom eagerly wiggled his tail," your mentor will be Frostfur." Frostfur touched noses with Flamepaw and then moved to sit next to Spotear. "Now finally we have Birdpaw," The apprentice bounced up, one of his eyes white. "Birdpaw you were blinded at a young age in one eye from an illness, this will make it slightly more difficult to train you in the ways of a warrior," Birdpaw looked at his paws. "But we also have a cat who is willing to train you, and willing to get you to trust her even though she has broken a sacred rule before." Cats begin to murmur nervously. "Birdpaw you will be mentored by Silverflower," Silverflower padded slowly to her young apprentice. Birdpaw looked at her and shrunk for a second before realizing her had to learn to trust her. The two cats touched nose and connected in the bond of a Mentor-and-apprentice.

"Birdpaw! Mudpaw! Flamepaw!" yowled the clan cats. Finally some good had returned.

Lightpaw was sleeping, she had remembered curling up and closing her eyes. So why was she at Fourtrees? Suddenly, a wafting smell of ThunderClan drifted towards her and she felt the need to follow it, so she did. Lightpaw followed the trail to Thunderpath. There she saw eight cats. Only three were sort of familiar. One was a tom with shiny, brown fur. The other two were both she-cats. One had light yellow fur and was snarling at the other she-cat. The second she-cat was a yellow tabby. Just as the vision started to fade the yellow tabby turned towards Lightpaw. Down over her eye and down to her mouth was a jagged scar. Exactly like the one Lightpaw got when she was struck by lightning.

The next morning, Pinepaw was startled to find Lightpaw already awake and outside the den. He approached his sister and noticed she was only staring blankly into nothingness.

"Lightpaw?" He meowed. The she-cat nearly jumped out of her fur.

"Yes," she asked once she had calmed down.

"Are you ok?" Pinepaw asked, he pressed against her to shake the chill away.

"Yes…" Lightpaw murmured.

"Do you want to see Cinderpelt?" Pinepaw asked glancing at the Medicine den.

"No- I mean, yes! Yes, I do need to see her!" Lightpaw yowled jumping up. She should have thought of it before, Cinderpelt would know exactly what the strange dream she had meant. The apprentice nearly slammed into Cinderpelt as she entered.

"Are you ok, Lightpaw?" Cinderpelt asked wearily. Lightpaw nodded.

"I have a very important question, Cinderpelt," Lightpaw meowed quickly. Cinderpelt sat down on her dirt floor causing some dust to fly into the air.

"Yes?"

"I had a dream last night and I have a question about it!" Lightpaw more of stated then asked.

"Yes?" Cinderpelt repeated.

"Basically, there were eight cats and there was ThunderClan smell and some other clan smell. There were only three cats I seemed to know though, but I couldn't put a name to them. There was a brown tom, a light yellow she-cat, and a yellow tabby she-cat. The only weird thing was that the yellow tabby had a scar over her eye like me!" Lightpaw exclaimed. Suddenly, Cinderpelt's eyes were empty, as if she were asleep on her feet. "Cinderpelt?"

"Lightpaw, you must be wary. There are cats you trust who will commit terrible deeds and some you know will take what you love. You must be careful." Then the medicine cat's eyes refocused. Lightpaw must have scared her because Cinderpelt's eyes widened. "Are you ok, Lightpaw?" The apprentice nodded.

There are cats you trust who will commit terrible deeds and some you know who will take what you love. You must be careful.