I appeared on a slippery stone, and looked solemnly around. Memories of my life took hold of my heart, and I found myself sprinting back toward StormClan's camp. Two young apprentices were patrolling the outside of the camp. I recognized them. "Maplepaw, Emberpaw," I greeted them. Maplepaw bristled. "Who are you? And how do you know are names, intruder?" Emberpaw arched her back and spat. I smiled. "Did your elders not tel you?" I sat and flicked my tail. I said I would return." Emberpaw lashed her tail angrily. "Then tell us who you are!"
"Young cats," I meowed. "My name is Mistyflower."