Tornscar wasn't very fond pf her name. She'd been named because of a nasty scar across his muzzle that parted her ash colored fur. She gazed over at her older sister, Thistleclaw. She sat with Brokenstorm by the warrior's den. It was strange. She was closer to the deputy than Tornscar, but he had been her mentor. Tornscar was worried about the tabby she-cat. Ever since she'd killed Soulglaive on accident, Thistleclaw acted different. All of her sister's thoughts were secret and, Tornscar feared, dark as a ShadowClan warrior's heart. Brackentail thought nothing of it though; Tornscar was very naïve for her age. He wished he could comfort his sister, but he was deeply saddened by his lack of speech. He remembered at last gathering when two ShadowClan apprentices had come up to him wanting to speak.

"What's a matter?" Howlpaw, the older one asked, "Cat got your tongue?"

Lightpaw, the second one, laughed but Brackentail just looked at them. To his relief, Tigerclaw came to his rescue; they were both apprentices at to time

"Lightpaw, Howlpaw…this is my younger brother Brackenpaw…he is mute."

"…Oh, sorry…"

"What does mute mean?"

"He can't speak but he's learning, show them Brackenpaw,"

He looked up doubtfully at his brother who was much larger than him because, lucky for Tigerpaw, he'd gone through a growth spurt.

"Brackenpaw…what is my name?"

"T…Tiger…paw."

"Put it together…"

"Tigerpaw."

"How do you teach a mute to speak?" Lightpaw asked,

"He listens to us speak and repeats what he hears."

"Brackentail…"

He shook his head and looked up to see Cinderfur and Talltail.

"Wanna come on a hunting patrol with us?" She made it loud and clear so he could understand,

"He's mute not deaf," Talltail snapped,

"I know that."

"…Yes…' He mewed,

"Sunstar said he would never speak," Talltail sniffed, "Shows what he knows."

"Great…Tigerclaw,"

The dark tabby tom was nowhere in sight.

"He followed Sparkstorm out in the forest." Brokenstorm grunted,

"Again?"

"I swear, one day she's going to rip his fur off."

"I wouldn't trust her if I were him!" Cinderfur spat,

The blood colored she-cat limped steadily on her paws. She padded over to a small pond and put her paw in it. She frowned when it only came up to her claws. Then she looked in the direction of RiverClan territory. Tigerclaw stalked her from the treetops and mewed in surprise when he saw her burst into silver and gazed in curiosity at the silver wisp of light traveling swiftly across the ground. He leapt to the ground and ran behind it. The light was heading towards the border; he skidded to a halt at the border and watched from a safe distance. Sparkstorm materialized at the edge of the river and leapt in. Blood clouded in the water and she broke the surface wit a loud gasp. Then she pulled herself out of the water and shook herself. The dried blood had washed away from her fur to reveal her body. It was the first time Tigerclaw had seen her fully; she was the most beautiful creature he'd even seen. He watched with wonder as he muscles rippled under her pelt as she padded back into the forest but she headed in the direction he didn't expect, he watched her pad towards four trees and yowled in surprise when he heard her voice next to him.

"It's unkind to spy on cats." She hissed, but snickered when he struggled to regain balance.

"How-but you-" He stammered looking back at the spot she'd been, the image was gone and the tip of her tail was still materializing as it twitched irritably,

"So, do you want to tell me your name?"

"…Tigerclaw."

"I thought your name was Tigerstar."

"Huh?"

"Hmm, my mistake," She mewed, "Yes, there's a great difference between you two."

Tigerclaw's fur bristled he'd taken that as an insult, "How so?"

"Well, for one thing, he's a lot taller than you, but he's fully grown and you're still young, two, you're very handsome."

Now the dark tabby was hot in his fur, although a Leaffall breeze was blowing.

"Can I ask you something?"

"What?"

"Are you a rouge?"

"No…"

"What clan are you from?"

"No clan, but I'm not a loner, not a rouge, and not a kittypet."

"Then what are you?"

"…I'm one of TigerClan." She mewed, a purr rumbling from her throat, her spark colored eyes sparkled and Tigerclaw felt strange inside, like there was a bird trapped inside of his chest and he felt hot.

"Who are you?" He asked good humouredly,

"I'm your new friend Sparkstorm, and maybe even more than a friend."

The next few days were full of duty shirking and acting like a love struck kit. But to tell the truth, he was a love struck warrior. He had to admit that there was something in Sparkstorm's eyes that was seductive. They padded through the amber and orange forest and it seemed like they were swirling around the two cats. Tigerclaw swore he could hear music.

Sparkstorm's ears pricked and she ran forward yowling in happiness, straight up to a dark tunnel. How come he'd never noticed this before?

"C'mon Tigerclaw, you've got to see this." She mewed from the cave's mouth. The silver tabby padded through the tunnel made from brambles that emptied out into a huge dome with flowers growing on the inside of it. The dome was made from gorse and in the middle of it was a shining silver pool.

Sparkstorm was leaning over it with her nose dipped into the water. The water's ripples turned from silver to blue then to an emerald green.

Tigerclaw slipped in uneasily,

"Sparkstorm?"

"This is the Cave of Memory." She meowed like she'd known of it all her life. "It's where I got my ability to be in two places at once,"

"And where Revlon got the ability to read minds?"

"Exactly, any cat that drinks, touches, or bathes in it are immediately connected to StarClan."

"What if I touch it?"

"You have to drink it to receive a power."

"What will I get?"

"Only fate can tell you, but it could be life changing."

"…Is it possible to be cursed?"

"Only if StarClan holds a grudge over you."

The dark tabby took a deep breath, let it out slowly and padded cautiously to the water's edge, bending down, he lapped some of it up.

"It's sweet!" He yowled,

"Tastes like mother's milk." Sparkstorm mewed softly, her tone was soothing and loving,

Tigerclaw lapped up more of the silver water greedily, then colors rippling through the water made him jerk back, something hot burned into the bottom of his right fore paw's pad and he raised his paw up in instinct to look at the bottom of it. What looked like a cat's head with two half circles for eyes with the flat part facing up and a half circle with the bend facing up for a mouth was imbedded in the middle of the biggest pad remind him of the mark in the bottom of Dreamgiver's paw. Only her's had a star in it. Sparkstorm gasped and mewed,

"ShadowClan?"

"Let me see your paw," She turned hers over to reveal the same cat head only with what looked like a wisp of wind on it.

"WindClan…" She murmured, "Your power must have something to do with shadow, I'm WindClan because I can move along the ground as a silver wisp of wind, so I wonder what your power is."

The silver she-cat dipped her nose in the water and colors rippled through the water.

"StarClan won't tell me what your power is, but we shall find out soon enough."

Why had Sparkstorm brought him here? What was the purpose, and what did she mean by "StarClan won't tell me"?