I do NOT own Warriors, Erin Hunter does.

Chapter 1

A twoleg girl named Antwan, short for Antwanette, was in her backyard, resting her shoulders on the fence, staring into the forest.

"Where is he?" She wondered. He should've been back by now.

Then, there was some rustling in the bushes ahead, a black cat stalked out of the forest with a bluebird clamped in his jaws. The tom stared up at the girl.

"Good job, Bramblenose," Antwan commented. "Couldn't have done it better my self."

Bramblenose purred with satisfaction. He rested the bluebird down on the grass. Then, he noticed something. "Is something troubling you?" He meowed.

She paused for a moment. "Are you sure this, uh, Starclan is right?"

"How else can you talk to me?" Bramblenose leaped onto the fence. "I've been talking to talk to you ever since you could talk, when we were only kits."

"I know," Antwan slumped down onto the grass. "But, come on, I'm a twoleg, not a cat."

"It's what Starclan prophesized. The opposite of the forest will become the strength of all cats. At least that's what Leafpool saw in her dream."

Antwan stared at her twoleg nest. After years of conversing with her best friend, Bramblenose, she never got the concept of what a human was. It had been spoken many times in her school, but never a definition. But she thought human was a very similar term to twoleg.

Antwan was adopted when she was only a day old. She never knew what happened to her parents. But the parents that she had now weren't the best. They constantly ignored her, wouldn't help her in any form of need, whether it'd be yard work or schoolwork.

"Don't worry," Bramblenose said. "One of these days you'll be able to get away from here."

"And when that day comes I'll be a cat," She said sarcastically.

"I highly doubt Starclan is wrong about your path. It's getting late. You should head inside."

Bramblenose leapt over the fence. "Hey," Antwan called him before going back into the forest. "You haven't told any cats, have you?"

"It's only me and Leafpool that know."

"Okay, see you tomorrow. Tell Firestar to go easy on you. It's leaf-bare, prey is scarce nowadays."

Don't worry Antwan. Bramblenose said to himself. Starclan will guide you home soon enough.

*So, what do you think? Constructive criticism and comments is much appreciated.