Faithblossom: Yay, another chapter! Sorry that it's so short, I forced myself to write this. I hope you still enjoy! Oh, and could you please, please, please review if you read this? I got no review for the last chapter! Oh, that's not right, I got a review from Neverre, but only for the third chapter...anyway,Neverre, you are the only one who gets a plushie! I didn't give a plushie out in the last chapter, or so I think, so you'll just get a...Streampaw plushie! Please review!

Chapter 10

(Streampaw's POV)

"What?" Streampaw exclaimed, oblivious to the others. "Why are you looking for us?"

"Because you are the only ones that can save us,"

"Who is 'us'?" Streampaw demanded.

"It's not the right time to-"

"Fox-dung to that!" Streampaw yelled. "I don't want to be left in the dark! I want to know!"

The she-cat drew her lips back into the beginnings of a snarl. "Watch your tongue, youngster. I've waited seasons for you, so you can wait a few more moons!"

Streampaw took an involuntary step back. The she-cat had sharp teeth, sharper than normal cats teeth, and now that she looked at her, her muzzle was pointier than a normal cats' muzzle. And her fur looked more…shaggier and wilder, and somehow…different. Her shape flickered and Streampaw couldn't help but think that she didn't look like a cat anymore. She shivered and looked away from the she-cat.

"Streampaw, I'm here to teach you, but I can't teach you if the others can't see me,"

Streampaw didn't even ask how she knew her name; she knew she wouldn't get a real answer. "But why do I see you but the others can't?"

The she-cat smiled. "You have the power to make others hear the thoughts that you have, and your troubled thoughts are the same as mine."

"What? Your troubled thoughts?" Is she tormented by the Dark Forest too?

The she-cat gave her a sad smile. "Make the others hear your thoughts," The she-cat told her.

Streampaw nodded and inched closer to the other three who looked at her confused.

"Streampaw, what's wrong?" Featherpaw questioned, looking at her as if she just gone mad.

"Shush!" Streampaw rebuked her and closed her eyes, concentrating on the others around her. She tried to direct the thoughts of the she-cat she had to Nightpaw, Featherpaw and Breezepaw, but she didn't know if it was working, since no-one said anything.

The silence on the island was cut off abruptly by a gasp of Nightpaw. "Who are you?"

The she-cat chuckled. "Streampaw, you did it. Congratulations."

Streampaw smiled weakly and opened her eyes again. It was hard for her to maintain the concentration she had to bring up to direct her thoughts to three cats at the same time.

"Who are you?" Nightpaw repeated and Streampaw had to work hard to not let her concentration slip because of Nightpaw's voice.

"I am a traveler who has searched for seasons to find you," The she-cat answered.

"Traveler?" Breezepaw echoed. "What's that supposed to mean?"

Breezepaw was standing a bit off, Streampaw assumed that he didn't want to hear every thought the other cats had, but it made it harder for Streampaw to redirect the things the she-cat said to him. It was hard enough to make Featherpaw and Nightpaw think of the she-cat, but with Breezepaw - it just made everything harder.

"Breezepaw," Streampaw hissed through her clenched yaws, "Could you please come forward, it's really getting hard for me to make you see her."

Breezepaw's face showed confusion but then he blinked and the confusion disappeared as he understood and he took a step forward. Suddenly he winced and shot Nightpaw an angry look. "Stop it!" he snarled at him, "You must remain loyal!"

Nightpaw flinched and bared his teeth. "Get out of my thoughts!"

"I can't," Breezepaw meowed, closing his eyes. "I just can't."

"That is why I am here," The she-cat interrupted them and Breezepaw opened his eyes again.

"For what are you here?" Breezepaw asked puzzled.

"To teach you how to use your powers. But I am not the only one, there are more who have searched for you," The she-cat answered, and as if on cue, three more cats appeared. They too were transparent and Streampaw began to tremble. It was too hard to push her thoughts of four cats to three cats simultaneously. "It's too much!" She wailed, collapsing onto the ground. This is too much! I just found my power today; I can't redirect my thoughts of four cats to three cats!

"Streampaw," the she-cat spoke gently, "Stop trying to keep the thoughts, try to just let them flow through you and to Featherpaw, Breezepaw and Nightpaw. Thoughts aren't something you can hold, you can only change their course. Streampaw, your thoughts are free, you can't hold them, let them flow. Let them flow through you."

Streampaw took a deep breath, swallowed and closed her eyes. She tried to grasp Featherpaw's, Breezepaw's and Nightpaw's auras, she saw them as little, yellow glowing spots, and tried to let her thoughts flow toward them. It was hard to not hold the thoughts and push them to them as she tried before, but to just let them go. Streampaw tried to steady herself and got up again, whispering, "Can you see them?"

"I can," Featherpaw meowed quickly and Breezepaw and Nightpaw assured her, that they too saw the other cats. Streampaw let out the breath she had held and opened her eyes slowly, she was scared that she couldn't let the thoughts flow to the others, but they didn't show any signs that they lost the thoughts. Streampaw nodded to herself and looked at the new cats, inspecting them closely.

There were three of them, and they were all toms. One of them was, or so Streampaw thought as she couldn't see them clearly, a dark brown tabby tom with amber eyes, and Streampaw shivered as his gaze shifted to her. He was somewhat wild and that made Streampaw afraid. He looked like he would claw your throat out for a couple of mouse-tails. The other tom was a pale gray tom with white paws, and he was the complete opposite of the dark brown tabby tom. His blue eyes were gentle, his gaze was so comforting and it made Streampaw sleepy. Streampaw shook her head and let her gaze travel to the last tom. It was a pure black tom with green eyes; he looked hauntingly familiar, though Streampaw didn't know who he resembled. His eyes revealed nothing, his expression was blank. Streampaw felt herself drawn to those green eyes, felt herself drawn to the mysterious aura of the tom, felt herself drawn to the tom who now turned his head and stared right at her…she gasped and looked away, blushing under her fur. Streampaw, calm down, she told herself and tried to calm her racing heart down.

"We all know your powers and we know how to teach you. Everyone of you will be assigned a mentor and you will begin training tomorrow," The she-cat spoke, snapping Streampaw out of her thoughts. "I will mentor Streampaw."

Relief flooded over Streampaw, she was glad that she wouldn't be mentored by the black tom.

"He," The she-cat flicked her tail to the dark brown tabby tom, "Will mentor Nightpaw."

Streampaw nodded inwardly, that would be a good match. Nightpaw was a ShadowClan cat, the Clan with the most aggressive cats, and the dark brown tabby tom didn't seem like a soft cat to Streampaw.

"Featherpaw will be mentored by him," The she-cat continued, flicking her tail against the pale gray tom.

Why does she get him? Well…she has an offensive power, maybe she got the tom because he seems so calm, maybe it has something to do with that. Streampaw shook her head, unable to figure out why she got him.

"And lastly, Breezepaw will be mentored by him," The she-cat looked at the mysterious black tom.

Well, the she-cat must have some reasons to appoint him Breezepaw's mentor, I can't figure that out. Streampaw sighed, she was getting tired. She didn't even get a wink of sleep tonight; she was tired to her bones now.

The she-cat shot her a look full of sympathy and announced, "Meet us here tomorrow at dusk, we will teach you then. Until then, have a good day."

With those words, one after another, first she disappeared, then the dark brown tabby tom, then the pale gray tom and as the last one, the black tom. The black tom gave her a look full of something Streampaw couldn't quite identify, but she still shivered and her heart began to race.

"Well, at least we'll meet tomorrow and not today," Breezepaw tried to joke, but nobody laughed, they were all too tired.

"Err, anyway, bye," Breezepaw meowed quickly, dipping his head and heading for the tree-bridge. He jumped over the tree-bridge and was gone after a few seconds.

Featherpaw left a second later, wishing them a good night. Now only Nightpaw and Streampaw were left, and Streampaw shuffled her paws nervously.

"Meet me here today at dusk, okay?" Nightpaw suddenly broke the silence.

Streampaw looked up surprised and wanted to answer, but Nightpaw was already gone. Streampaw gulped and shook her head, walking toward the shore. She pushed herself into the water and began to swim to her own territory. Should I meet him? Wouldn't I be breaking the Warrior Code? But we're not really doing any harm, are we? We're only meeting, I won't tell him any secrets. I'll meet him then, she decided, but she couldn't get rid of the nagging guilt that clung to her as she made her way to camp.

Faithblossom:Okay, there you go! Tell me which couple you prefer, BlackTomXStream or NightXStream. I think I already know what it will be, but I still want to know your oppinion. No cat fight here today, I don't want to. So, please review!

Oh, I'm not sure if I already answered this review, but a guest once reviewed and asked me if I could add a cat with the name Echoleaf.

Guest, I'm thinking about adding him/her, but it would be nice if you could give me the appearance and the gender and other stuff you want to add.

Oh, and please please please please please please please please check out my new story, it's called Sunlight and it's a Warriors FanFiction again, so please read that!