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The water should have been shallow. But Alderpaw couldn't get a footing. It only seemed like the darkness sucked her down.
"Weaselpaw!" she tried to screech.
All she got was a mouthful of dirty water.

Snowpaw padded back to the place where Alderpaw and Weaselpaw once were. Hissing with disgust and defeat, he swatted the prey he had picked a few mouse lengths away, recieving a grumpy glare from a nearby elder. Firleaf made his way over to him.
"Having trouble?" the older Tom laughed, "I had my share of trouble with she cats. Alderpaw's the oldest apprentice, and Weaselpaw is right behind her. It only makes sense that she would like him. But there's someone else who might appreciate your attention."
He flicked his tail towards Mossypaw before leaving.

Bluekit curled into her empty nest. Her siblings had gone off, and her mother was out hunting, so that left only her. She slid easily into sleep, but that was abruptly changed when she was covered in murky water, exauhstion claiming her mind, and numbness her limbs. She tried to look about, spotting the pelt of another cat she immeadiately recognized as Weaselpaw, who she had seen talking to Alderpaw only moments ago. Her paws flailed out in from of her and she recognized the light brown paws of Alderpaw. Bluekit was suddenly thrust out of the horrifying situation.
Help them....only you can....
The voice whispered around her, seemingly blend in with the trees. But she didn't bother with where it was coming from, she had to save them! SHe ran to the first person she knew would help.
"Starlingsong!!" the blue she-cat yowled dashing into the medicne den.
Then it hit her, the medicine cat was gone! She rushed out of the den in panic, accidentally barreling right into Dovestar, who had come to see what all the racket was.
"Dovestar! Alderpaw and Weaselpaw are drowning! Down by the lake! You have to hurry!" Bluekit mewled.
Dovestar narrowed her eyes at the tiny kit, and then turned to find Honeyfrost.
"Grab some warriors and head to the lake shore, quick." she commanded.
Turning back to the tiny kit she said, "Show me where."
Bluekit led her through the forest. In reality, she had never been to this place. But in the back of her head, a small voice was telling her exactly where to go. She stopped before a wall of bushes, and splashes could be heard beyond. Dovestar started towards the bushes, but Bluekit's voice stopped her.
"Don't go. THe water is deep on the other side. You'll have to clear the bush or find a good swimmer." she spoke calmly, surprising herself.
She certainly didn't feel calm. Dovestar began to pull at the bush with her teeth, clawing every so often. Bluekit felt relief wash through her at the sight of the patrol. An urgency suddenly swept her off her paws.
"You have to hurry! They can't hang on much longer!" Bluekit commanded.
They quickly moved the bush and pulled the two apprentices out of the water. She watched Alderpaw sputter and then begin to breathe normally, but there was no sign of movement from Weaselpaw.

Alderpaw gave in to her exauhstion and could feel herself sink lower. The feeling of a warm breeze on her fur jolted her awake. She was sitting in a pretty grassy feild, with four giant oaks surrounding a rock.
"Anyone?" she questioned, "Weaselpaw?"
She bristled at a sudden voice from behind her.
"Hello, young one."
Spinning around she identified the speaker as a tortoiseshell she-cat.
"Who are you? Am I dead?" she asked.
"No," she laughed, "You are very much alive. It is not your time yet."
Alderpaw blinked, "Then why am I here?"
"So many questions for such a young warrior." she replied.
"Well maybe I wouldn't have as many if you'd answer them." Alderpaw snapped.
She instantly felt guilty. The look on the she-cat's face hadn't shifted or given. She was still happy.
"My name is Spottedleaf. You are in StarClan's meadow. You were given a purpose by StarClan. You are important. But for now, try to remain safe. We cannot risk loosing you." And with that the starry Spottedleaf faded away, and Alderpaw felt herself coming back to reality. Her pelt was soaked and everything in her body seemed to ache.
"Take her back to camp. SHe needs immeadiate attention from Starlingsong." a voice said.
It was Dovestar.
"I've made sure she was back at camp." another voice replied.
She recognized Grovepaw.
"What about Weaselpaw? Is he going to be ok?" Bluekit's tiny mewl was heard.
"I don't think he made it." a voice Alderpaw couldn't name whispered.
That's when her eyes shot open.
"NO! Don't take me away from him! He's not dead!" she tried to screech, but it only came out in gurgled words and panted breaths.
She saw his soaked body laying peacefully on the grass. Her special moment was cut off like that. Before she could try anything else, her mind slipped into unconciousness, the swirling black void of nothingness a sweet relief of reality.

Bluekit flinched at Antleg.
"I don't know! I had a dream and someone told me that onlu I could save them!" she explained.
She realized what a toll the experience had taken on her. And she'd need to be there when Alderpaw came to.

Bluekit followed Antleg, her ears flat.

Dovestar turned to one of her warriors.
"Carry his body back to camp. Keep Alderpaw in the medicine cat's den to. This is the last thing she needs now."

Starlingsong took one look at Alderpaw and flicked her tail at the nest.
"Alderpaw?" She questioned the she-cat, "Alderpaw listen to me."
The light brown apprentice openned her eyes into narrow slits.
"I want you to eat this mixture."
Alderpaw licked it up.
"What did you give her?" Dovestar questioned from the entrance.
"Dovestar, please come in. I gave her a mixture of thyme leaves for shock and poppy seeds to help her sleep. When she wakes up i'll give her some chamomile. She's going to be devistated when she wakes up."
"She will be, but she is strong." and with that Dovestar left.

"Antleg? Are you angry with me?" Bluekit asked.

Timberkit sat silently next to Mossypaw, his eyes saddened. Weaselpaw would have been a wonderful friend, and he hated seeing Mossypaw upset. He buried his nose into her soft fur.

"We'll make it through this." he whispered to Mossypaw.
Timberkit curled up next to her and relaxed in the moonlight.

Bluekit blinked.
"It was not StarClan who took Weaselpaw. They didn't want him to leave the plane of the living. That's why they warned me. Otherwise both apprentices would have been lost." she explained.

Bluekit flinched again at the tom.
"I-I think it's my power." she felt sure of this, "StarClan can speak to me, and I can speak to them."
You're special....use your gift to help others....