Streamkit's POV

"Your mentor will be Flaresoul. Flaresoul, you were taught by Flashfoot, and I hope you pass down the abilities you learned from him well."

I tremble with excitement as Sunstar names me an apprentice. At first, I don't hear the name he calls. And then I notice the tom coming over to touch noses with me.

Flaresoul bends down and I stand on my toes, trying to reach him. Our noses bump and he pulls away, staring at me. I drop my gaze, nervous.

My mentor, who is supposed to teach me all about being a warrior of Windclan, is the same cat I bumped into on my first day out of the nursery.

I lift my gaze again to meet his eyes. I will not be afraid of my mentor, I tell myself. His vibrant blue eyes meet mine, and we stare at each other, tension crackling between us.

The cats start to chant my name. "Streampaw! Streampaw! Streampaw!"

Sunstar turns to my sister, Silverkit. "Silverkit," he begins, "you have now reached the age of six moons and you are ready to become in apprentice of Windclan. Until you earn your warrior name, you will be known as Silverpaw. Flashfoot will be your mentor."

At the front of the crowd of cats, I spot a deep yellow tom with amber eyes sit up proudly.

"Flashfoot, you taught Flaresoul well and turned him into a valuable member of Windclan. I hope you will pass down those same skills to Silverpaw."

Flashfoot stands and pads over to Silverpaw. His gaze is soft as he touches noses with her.

The cats begin to chant for my sister. "Silverpaw! Silverpaw! Silverpaw!"

My tail flicks in irritation as the meeting breaks up. Sunstar gives me this mean cat who practically hates my guts, and Silverpaw gets this warm-hearted, all-for-happiness mentor. I snort softly

"Can you two come into my den, please? I wish to speak with you."

I glance up in surprise. Sunstar his standing in front of us. His golden tabby pelt reflects the sun, and his green eyes sparkle, as if he's ready to laugh.

Flaresoul gives a curt nod. "Come, Streampaw," he rumbles. Growling, I follow Sunstar into his den.

The leader sits down. "I know you aren't happy with your pairing," he starts, and Flaresoul and I both glare at each other. "But. But I put you together for a reason." Sunstar does a quick check outside and takes a deep breath.

Silence seems to stretch on for moons as I wait, tail twitching curiously.

"Is this about-" Flaresoul starts, but is stopped as Sunstar raises a paw to silence him.

"Yes," the golden tabby replies. "It is about that." He closes his eyes.

I lean forward, eager to hear what he has to say. About what? What does our pairing have to do with anything?

"You both have unusual powers," Sunstar finally says. His eyes are still closed. "Flaresoul had the power over fire."

Sunstar pushes a peice of his moss forward, and as if on cue, my mentor raises his paw. A small flame appears where the moss is.

Flaresoul turns to me. "Now, try to figure out your power."

"And how do I do that?!" I snap. "I don't even know what my power is, or who I am!"

"You are Streampaw of Windclan!" Sunstar growls. "And you are figuring out your power!"

"Focus," Flaresoul says. "You either create your power, or its inside you and you need to dig it out."

I take a deep breath and close my eyes. But I still don't understand. Create my power? What does he mean? Make it whatever I wish it to be?

I take another deep breath, but it's hard to focus when I feel my leader and my mentor staring at me. "Stop staring at me!" I hiss. Immediately, I feel them look away.

Finally. I can focus. So I focus on the beating of my heart. Soon I can hear nothing more. And then, after what seems like an eternity, I hear a woosh and a sizzle. I open my eyes, and they go wide.

Around me, there is a ring of water in the air.