The poll is closed! The winners are Pebblepaw, Blackpaw and Snaketail. You guys don't make it easier for me --. Anyway! Here is Chapter 6!

Blackpaw

Blackpaw couldn't believe it. He was following a cat speaking fox and his pup! Twilight paused under a large tree with thorny nuts. He barked something in fox and two she-foxes came out from a hole in the ground at the base of the tree. Twilight barked something to the female and the female barked something back. The pup next to Twilight ran over to his mother and the three foxes left.

"They are going to hunt some prey for us," explained Twilight, "It's a good thing Crystal understands that I will help you."

"I'm confused," admitted Blackpaw, "Why can you speak cat? And why are you helping me?"

Twilight settled down at the base of the tree, "I was raised in a clan of cats called Nightclan. For pretty much eight moons I thought I was a cat myself." A faraway look settled in Twilight's golden eyes. "Those were the best moons of my life. Then I met Crystal. My friend Cinderpaw, the medicine cat apprentice at the time told me the truth about who I was…and I ran away and joined Crystal. She showed me around the fox world but I think…I have always believed in Starclan." He laughed, "Even now, when I have pups, I pray to them every night hoping that Cinderpaw is okay and Flightwing returns alive to the clans. Now it's your turn. How do you know about the clans? You don't smell like any of the clans."

"I had a dream," admitted Blackpaw, "A cat named Darkpaw came into my dreams and told me that I must go to the clans."

"Darkpaw," whispered Twilight, "He was a great apprentice."

"You knew him?"

"Not really," admitted Twilight, "But he was the friend of Cinderpaw's sister."

"Can you tell me anything else?" pushed Blackpaw, "Anything about the clans at all?"

"Well, there is a lot to tell. I guess I'll start talking about the many positions in the clans…"

Flightwing

"Flightwing!" Owlpaw raced over to his apprentice. A squirrel in his jaws, "Look! I caught this squirrel just as it was climbing a tree!"

"That's great!" purred Flightwing, "You will be become a great warrior soon!"

"I know I will," Owlpaw puffed his fur proudly, "And I guess Birchpaw, Eaglepaw and Firepaw will become warriors as well."

"They might," replied Flightwing. Owlpaw noticed that his mentor seemed to be distracted.

"Hey? Are you worried about Streamclan?"

Flightwing blinked, "Of course. Scalefur is a special like me. Of course I would be worried!"

Owlpaw groaned. His mentor as well as the rest of the clan was being mouse brained. Couldn't they see this was a perfect chance to attack Streamclan? Couldn't they see that it would benefit their clan as well?

"Well, we better get back," said Flightwing, looking into the sky, which was slowly turning orange. The two Nightclan cats hurried back to camp, remembering to pick up the fresh-kill they had buried along the way. When they entered through the thorny barrier Owlpaw ran over to Birchpaw to show off his squirrel. Flightwing on the other hand padded over to Lilystar who was sitting on the Highstump watching the clan. Flightwing was relieved. Today Lilystar seemed to look better but the nagging feeling that something was wrong was still there.

"Oh Flightwing!" Lilystar got up when she saw the special, "Tonight's your vigil isn't it?"

"Yes it is." Flightwing noticed Lilystar staring at her wings for a long moment before speaking again.

"How is Owlpaw?"

"He is a great apprentice. I think he is ready to become a warrior soon."

"I agree," said Lilystar, "I think he should become one tonight, along with Eaglepaw."

Flightwing felt pride swell up in her. Her first apprentice was finally going to become a warrior! "I wonder if Pebblepaw is becoming a warrior today?" She pushed the thought out of her head. This was the time she should be proud for her own apprentice. Flightwing dipped her head before padding over to Owlpaw, "Guess what? You are becoming a warrior today!"

"Yes!" he cried jumping to his paws, "Finally my voice can be heard as an equal!"

Flightwing didn't get what Owlpaw said but it didn't matter. He would become a warrior and that meant that they would sit vigil together that night. "Well. See you tonight!"

When the moon was rising Lilystar called a clan meeting. Eaglepaw and Owlpaw were standing proudly in front of the clan. "I call upon my warrior ancestors to look down upon these apprentices. They have trained hard to understand the ways of your noble code, and I commend them to you as a warrior in their turn. Eaglepaw, Owlpaw, do you promise to follow the warrior code and defend this Clan, even at the cost of your life?"

Eaglepaw and Owlpaw spoke at the same time, "I do."

"Then by the powers of StarClan I give you your warrior names. Eaglepaw, from this day forth you will be known as Eaglestorm and Owlpaw, from this day forth you will be Owlfeather. Nightclan welcomes you as full warriors."

"Eaglestorm! Owlfeather!" cheered the clan.

"This is always a great moment," whispered Blacktail to Flightwing, "When your apprentice becomes a warrior."

"I agree as well," said Flightwing. She noticed Lilystar teethering on the Highstump and she and the rest of the clan watched in horror as the white leader fell off the Highstump and crumpled to the ground.

"LILYSTAR!" Scareye was next to her in a flash. Cinderstream and Flightwing ran over to the leader.

"Give us some room!" ordered Cinderstream and immediately all of the clan cats took a step back, "Scareye, Flightwing. Get her to my den."

Scareye carefully picked the leader up by the scruff and took her to Cinderstream's den. The smell of herbs wafted into Flightwing's nose as they entered. Scareye gently put the leader down and Cinderstream got to work, examining the she-cat. Cinderstream eyed Scareye and Flightwing who were patiently waiting nearby. "You two leave as well. I'll call you if I need anything."

"But I…" began Scareye but he fell silent and walked out of the den.

"Can I do anything to help?" asked Flightwing.

"Just pray to Starclan as you sit your vigil tonight," answered Cinderstream, "That is all you can do."

Flightwing left and was met with the whole clan waiting outside. Questions rose up from the cats.

"Is Lilystar okay?"

"Will Cinderstream be able to cure her?"

"What's wrong with Lilystar?"
"What will happen to our clan?"

Flightwing silenced the questions with a flick of her tail and said, "All we can do

is pray to Starclan." It felt odd giving orders but Flightwing knew Scareye couldn't do it at the moment, "Now everyone go to sleep."

The clan scattered except for Eaglestorm and Owlfeather, Is she alright?" asked Eaglestorm.

Flightwing flicked her tail, signaling that she had begun her vigil.