I guess I'll be updating twice a day. Man, I'm really enjoying writing this story! It's beginning to actually get good. Maybe this will also help increase my reviewing status as well. I hope that everyone likes this chapter, even though there is a major time skip.

Oh, and I already have a sequel planned out for this if it goes well. So please let everyone know about it!

Chapter 6

The half moon glowed above the trees of ShadowClan. Flowerpaw sighed as she stared at it. Her life as a warrior apprentice had gone horribly wrong when she was given Redwillow as a mentor.

Redwillow was tough and ill-tempered around younger cats. Flowerpaw had learned this the moment she left the camp with him. Luckily though Spiderpaw and Crowfrost had been with them. Otherwise Redwillow could have been much worse.

She had just watched Hawkpaw leave with Littlecloud, the elderly medicine cat of ShadowClan.

All cats knew that he was going to retire soon. Tonight Hawkpaw would most likely earn her full medicine cat name. Flowerpaw envied the apprentice for being a medicine cat. She longed to help cats, rather than attack them.

"What's the matter with you?" Frostpaw's questioning mew broke her thoughts. She turned to look at him, feeling slightly undaunted by his larger appearance.

Frostpaw was three moons older than her, and had been apprentice much longer. But in reality he was actually fun to talk to. Spiderpaw looked up to him in a way that he couldn't look up to Ratscar.

"I was just wondering when Littlecloud and Hawkpaw would come back," she meowed.

If cats could grin, Frostpaw's would have been wider than his mouth. "I bet you just want to know if he's retiring," he purred.

When Flowerpaw's eyes widened in dismay, Frostpaw purred even louder. She couldn't help but share his amusement. Unlike his sister, Fallowpaw, Flowerpaw really could get along with him. She hoped that they could be friends even if she did become Hawkpaw's apprentice.

The two sat there for a while longer. Flowerpaw sighed once more and decided to go to her nest.

Her nest was between Vinepaw and Fallowpaw. Both apprentices were fast asleep. She circled around the den several times until she settled down.

Frostpaw had joined them by the time she was asleep, but she didn't notice. Sleep finally overcame her.

. . .

Flowerpaw's eyes opened when she heard voices whisper around her. She lifted her head slightly as her vision became clear.

Instead of finding herself in the apprentices' den, as expected, she was in a large clearing. A pool sat in its center, and there was a cat sitting in front of it. Flowerpaw's eyes narrowed slightly when she saw the familiar form of Hawkpaw standing on the other side of the pool.

"What do you mean?" Hawkpaw was asking. "I already thought the Clans went through enough when the Three was involved with StarClan."

"I understand your fear, Hawkflash," meowed the cat who sat in front of her. "Most cats have a hard enough time dealing with normal lives."

Hawkpaw - Hawkflash, mumbled something Flowerpaw couldn't catch. The tortoiseshell and white apprentice crept forward so that she could hear. Fear and curiosity made her wonder what was going on.

The cat who sat in front of Hawkflash was a thick-furred dark gray cat. Her face looked squashed, like something had pushed it in.

Flowerpaw's ears pricked forward. She was desperate to find out what was going on between these cats.

"Hawkflash, the Marked are coming, and there is nothing you can do about it," growled the StarClan cat. "With powers that rightfully belong to StarClan, they must be guided properly."

"Listening to conversations that aren't yours?" Flowerpaw's fur stood on end when she heard another voice from behind. She whirled around to see that it belonged to a young looking ginger tom with the same eye color as Tawnypelt. "Though it isn't against the warrior code, I don't recommend it," he added.

"Who are you?" Flowerpaw asked. The initial shock had died down, but she was still wary of this cat.

"My name is Flametail," he told her. "I was once the medicine cat apprentice of Littlecloud, but that life ended."

His voice held no regret, much to Flowerpaw's surprise. She would have been furious if her life ended earlier than she wanted. Maybe StarClan had called him sooner than he anticipated as well.

"How did I get here?" Flowerpaw wanted to find out how she really ended up here. Was she did? Or was this just a dream sent by StarClan?

Flametail cocked his head to one side. Even he seemed baffled by her sudden appearance.

"Well, you have that unusual leaf mark on your forehead," he said. "Maybe that means you can communicate with us like Jayfeather."

Flowerpaw stared at him in shock. She knew that Jayfeather was one of the Three. But she never thought that he had abilities that would let him speak with StarClan anytime he wanted. She wondered how such a cat could have lived long enough. Or why they were given such powers.

The StarClan cat rose to his paws after he had sat down.

"I think it's time for you to go home," he murmured when Flowerpaw yawned. She was feeling tired, but she wanted to hear what the older StarClan cat would tell Hawkflash.

Eventually though she gave in. Her eyes closed until the forest around her cleared. Soon Flowerpaw found herself back in the apprentice's den. She knew that she would find herself back in the clearing again.

. . .

A paw gently prodded Flowerpaw's side. She opened her eyes and groaned softly, wondering who could have woken her up.

When the young apprentice found herself back in the apprentices' den, she saw that it was Littlecloud who stood at her side. Her ears pricked forward as Littlecloud looked at her cautiously.

"We would like to have a word with you," he whispered.

What time of the day is it? she wondered. The other apprentices were still asleep. Frostpaw had returned soon after she fell asleep. She was surprised that everyone could sleep over his loud snores. A purr rose in her throat as she slinked out of the den.

Littlecloud had already disappeared in his own den. She could see the lithe form of Hawkflash crouched over a pile of herbs. The brown and ginger she-cat looked up and nodded to Flowerpaw.

Flowerpaw ducked under the fronds of lichen that grew over Littlecloud's den. He sat on his nest, which was had been clawed apart.

"Have you noticed the strange mark on your forehead?" Littlecloud asked quietly.

He must not want Rowanstar to know what's going on, Flowerpaw thought.

"Yes," she replied shakily.

"Hawkflash has spoken to StarClan, and they confirmed that there is something...unique about you." Littlecloud leaned forward. His nose rubbed against Flowerpaw's, causing her to flinch away from his rancid breath. "You are Marked, and have been given powers that are beyond the control of StarClan." Flowerpaw stared at him in shock. He just repeated what Flametail had told her, confirming that everything was true. "You must be guided," he rasped.

Even as he finished speaking Flowerpaw knew what he meant. Flametail had said the same thing. Even the older StarClan cat mentioned something similar. The Marked needed a guide. Someone who could show them how to properly use their powers.

What she didn't know was that their guide would come sooner than she expected.

This chapter was written last night, but I never got around to uploading it. So here's the sixth chapter. I hope everyone liked it. And please, please leave a review? I promise to give you all Flowerpaw plushies :D