It's Chapter 11! Hazelpaw meets the clan!

"Cinderstream! We need your help!" called Flightwing, entering the camp with Twilight and Hazelpaw in tow.

Cinderstream peeked her head out of her den and blinked the sleep from her eyes. She gasped, "Twilight!"

"His kit needs your help!" cried Hazelpaw.

Cinderstream noticed the limp body in Twilight's jaw, "Bring her in here." Cinderstream and Twilight disappeared in her den, leaving Hazelpaw alone with Flightwing. Around them the clan was awakening, disturbed by the commotion.

"What's going on?" asked Scarstar coming down from his hollow.

"Twilight is back," explained Flightwing, "And his kit is seriously injured."

"Twilight!" Sunpelt came out of the warriors den, "He's here?"

"He's with Cinderstream," explained Flightwing.

"This place," whispered Hazelpaw looking around at the many cats coming out of the dens, "It's so weird." He yelped as Digkit ran over his tail.

"Digkit!" scolded Silverstorm, "Say you're sorry!"

Digkit turned to Hazelpaw, "Sorry."

Hazelpaw blinked, "Uh that is alright." He turned to Flightwing, "Why is his name Digkit?"

"That's the name all kits have," explained Flightwing, "The last part of their name gets changed to paw when they become an apprentice."

"Well, I always had the same name," informed Hazelpaw, "Ever since I was born."

"Who is this?" asked Scarstar gesturing to Hazelpaw.

"He's…" Flightwing paused, "just someone who is important. Can he stay here? Tomorrow I want to take him to a meeting with the other specials."

Scarstar examined Hazelpaw with an eye. Flightwing hoped he wouldn't recognize that Hazelpaw was Sandstream's kit. "Alright," he said at last, "He can sleep in the apprentice den."

"Thank you Scarstar," Flightwing dipped his head in respect before showing Hazelpaw were the apprentice den was. Flightwing then went into the warriors den and let sleep take her.

Flightwing was in a meadow of flowers. The full moon was shining overhead as well as countless stars. A tom was standing next to her, "Flightwing. I am happy he got here safely. What luck to run into Twilight."

Flightwing turned to her best friend, "Darkpaw. Why is he special? Why must he lead us against the 'speaker'? What is a 'speaker'?"

"It will be revealed in time," answered Darkpaw, "So don't worry Flightwing. You will know the answer."

"But I want to know now!" protested Flightwing, "Why must I wait?" Her thoughts flashed to Lilystar, "Hey. Can I meet Lilystar?"

A look crossed Darkpaw's face for a second, "Uhh… no," stammered the tom ,"You can't meet her."

"Why not?" wondered Flightwing, "She is here like you."

"It's complicated," Darkpaw took a step back, "Sorry Flightwing. But I must go."

Flightwing awoke. The warriors den was empty. She got up and gave herself a quick wash, wondering why Darkpaw wouldn't let her talk to Lilystar. "She didn't go to the place of no stars did she? Maybe because she hid her gift..." Flightwing shook her head, "Better not worry about that now." She stepped outside. She saw Twilight was talking to Blacktail, Sparrowtail and his foster mother Sunpelt. Firepaw was trying to stir up conversation with Hazelpaw but Hazelpaw seemed uncomfortable with the attention. Flightwing padded over to him, "Did you have a good rest?"

"Yes I did. It was way better than sleeping in that log."

"You slept in a log?" gasped Firepaw.

"Go train," said Flightwing. Firepaw got up and left the two cats in peace. "So? Ready to meet the other specials?"

"Why am I important?" asked Hazelpaw.

"You are part of a prophecy foretold by Starclan," explained Flightwing, "That is why you are important."

"A prophecy…" whispered Hazelpaw, not believing it.

"Come on. We have to go. Knowing the others, they are probably already there."

Hazelpaw's eyes widen as they reached the Four Rocks. Firewind, Scalefur and Auraclaw were already waiting on their rocks.

"You must be Hazelpaw," stated Firewind, "I am Firewind. I can breathe fire."

"I'm Scalefur. And I can swim and breathe underwater."

"Auraclaw. I can move things with my mind."

"Hello," Hazelpaw dipped his head, "I'm Hazelpaw."

"We know that!" laughed Scalefur.

Flightwing didn't want to leave Hazelpaw on the bank while she sat on her rock so she stayed by his side. "I think we figured out the whole prophecy except for the part about the 'speaker'."

"I agree," said Firewind, "This 'speaker'…what is it?"

"Maybe it's a special. A special with some sort of speaking power," offered Scalefur, "And we need Hazelpaw to lead us!"

"I can't lead you!" cried Hazelpaw, "I mean, I don't have powers like you!"

A thoughtfully expression crossed Auraclaw's face, "Maybe you do have powers. Maybe that is the reason."

Hazelpaw remembered the time in the hills where his fur seemed to catch electricity. Was that his power? "I think I might have powers," he whispered, "Although I'm not sure if it really was something." He explained what happened to the specials.

"I wish Risingdawn was here," sighed Scalefur after Hazelpaw was finished, "He would know what to think."

"Risingdawn is in Starclan," said Firewind, "If he wanted to help us he would."

"Who is Risingdawn?" asked Hazelpaw.

"He's the first special," explained Flightwing, "He was the cat to create the four clans."

Hazelpaw's eyes widen, "How? Can you tell me?"

"I guess we could tell you the legend since you might be a special," said Firewind. The tom cleared his throat and began, "Many moons ago there were no clans in this forest. Only wild rouges and loners. One day a she-cat gave birth to a kit with special power. He was named Risingdawn for that was the time when he was born. The rising of dawn. The kit grew up into a fine young tom. Then he learned about his power."

"What was it?" interrupted Hazelpaw, "His power?"

Firewind shook his head, "No one knows or even remembers what it was. He got a message from an ancestor who told him to create four clans with his powers. He created the four clans just like the ancestor said and for sometime he was the ruler of the four clans. However after leaders were found he vanished, left the clans to live his life elsewhere. But his memory still lives on because cats are born into the clan with powers." He gestured to the specials, "Cats like us."

"It's also said that Starclan gave Risingdawn a special place in Starclan," said Flightwing.

"He must have been a great cat," said Hazelpaw.

"He was," purred Firewind, "Now. Since it seems we have nothing else to share let's return home. Flightwing. You are in charge of Hazelpaw to help ihm find out what his powers are."

Flightwing dipped her head in respect, "Yes Firewind."