Speck awoke to find she was lying near Shredear, it hadn't been a dream. Her paw ached as she stretched. She prodded Shredear on the shoulder. He sleepily opened his eyes,
"What? I oh!" he jerked awake and twitched his tail as he began to groom him self. Speck followed his lead and asked between licks,
"So, when do I get to go to Forrest clan?'' Shredear stopped and looked at her with a cold stare,
"Today, but we must hurry and if you aren't able to keep up you will not be worthy to become one of us, much less get a new name." Speck nodded and he immediately got up and ran away from the boulder. She easily followed him.
They ran all day and late into the night. Shredear suddenly stopped behind some bushes. He turned to Speck and whispered,
"We're going to go along with a story I thought up, so that you for sure will get into my Clan. You will be a sick cat I found and you're so sick you forgot your history. Okay, I'll go alert all the others." He disappeared behind the bushes and left Speck to wait. She curled up in a ball and slept.
After what seemed for days and forever Shredear finally came back followed by two adult toms. One was a speckled brown; it was tan with the brown spots. The other was white with hazel eyes. Shredear twitched his tail in her direction and said,
"There she is. I told you. Can we help her? The poor thing's lost her memory." The tan- brown speckled tom came over and poked Speck in the ribs. She looked up at him and mowed,
"I'm Speck. I'm not sick and I do have a memory!" Shredear glowered at her. The tow toms turned to Shredear,
"How dare you lie to us Shredear?" asked the tan one. Shredear answered,
"I honestly thought she was sick and lost, Snartalon."
Speck leapt to her paws. Snartalon, Shredear and the other white tom made a circle around her. The white one said to the others,
"We should take her to Rippedmoon to see what he thinks."
"Good idea Cottontail," replied Snartalon. Cottontail got behind Speck and nudged her roughly forward. Speck hissed but marched, this could be her only chance not to live on as a loner.