ADOPTED FROM DRIZZLESTREAM313!

BTW the first 3 chapters are Drizzlestream313's, but I just put them in in case you can't find Drizzlestream's version

AND CHEK OUT DRIZZLESTREAM313's VERSION, DRIZZLESTREAM IS THE ORIGINAL WRITER OF THIS STORY, I JUST ADOPTED IT

Brown limped across the meadow, dragging her wounded, skinny body. It's been only a moon since she was exiled from BloodClan, and she hoped that if she kept on going, there will be at least one place that will accept her. Brown settled next to a pond, and she bent down and lapped the icy, cold water. She then licked the stinging wound that Bone had given her. She shivered as she recalled the day she was kicked out BloodClan.

"Brown, you disgust me," Bone had meowed, his head not facing her. "Only one warrior was killed by you. Only one warrior's blood stained on your paws. You should've killed more warriors, Brown. Then we would've won the battle."

"I was helping my other Clanmates!" Brown protested, knowing that this was not fully true. She remembered the pure white ThunderClan warrior that had given her some serious wounds to remember forever.

"No matter, we don't help each other Brown, everyone fends for themselves. Clearly you've forgotten, Brown. I banish you from BloodClan." She was shocked.

"It's not my fault, you're the one who called the retreat," she had sneered as she left. Bone angrily scratched her muzzle. She shivered. The cold had taken the forest and she needed to find somewhere to stay. Then she remembered Whitestorm's Clan, ThunderClan. Yes, maybe they would take her in! But not if they knew she killed one of their warriors; she couldn't tell them, ever. She went down the path that led to the place of the battle. No one was there. Then she smelled four different scents.The Clans! she thought. But which was ThunderClan? She looked around, then she saw a light brown she-cat with the same scent as Whitestorm. Also a tom with fur the color of a lake.

YES! she thought. I can do something with him! Hmmm… What can she do to convince him she wasn't bad? She strained to hear what they were saying.

"Lakestorm, we can't go on like this," the she-cat with black fur meowed softly. How would she introduce herself to them? What if they recognized her? Brown thought.

Wait… she thought. The tom was ShadowClan! Brown needed ThunderClan. Then she scented the she-cat. Her scent was different. She must be ThunderClan!

"I know Cedarheart, but we have to, I-I won't lose you." The tom spoke unusually softly. So that was her name! Cedarheart!

"Excuse me, I'm Brown, I-I want to join your Clan," Brown spoke softly.

The brown tabby she-cat flinched, and her gaze was brightly mixed with surprise and fear.

"Uh, how much did you hear?" she asked with trouble in her voice. I can't waste this chance! Brown thought.

"Hear what?" she lied. The deep brown she-cat relaxed. But surprise kept clutching her belly. Brown could tell.

"Um, you can't just join ThunderClan; you have to ask our leader, Bluestar," the tabby spoke calmly. Brown realized the light blue tom was staring into her. He must not trust me, she thought. He was Lakestorm! Why are they so scared? Are they not suppose to be in love? But if she was to win the she-cat's trust then she could never tell a soul.

"Then take me to Bluestar, please." She tried to sound as desperate as possible. The deep brown she-cat flinched and looked at Lakestorm then turned around and nodded.

"Follow me," she ordered. She followed her down a path, then she stopped.

"This is the Thunderpath, run across when I tell you or you'll be hit by a monster," said the tabby. Okay, bossy furball! she felt like saying, but to join their Clan she would have to be polite at first. So she nodded. a couple moments later she yelled.

"Now!" Brown jumped across the Thunderpath in one big leap. After the she-cat crossed as well she turned to Brown.

"Where did you learn to do that?" she asked.

"Oh, my mother taught me some fighting moves," she lied. The brown cat simply nodded. They continued down the path until she saw a camp full of cats. They all looked shocked.

"Don't tell me we're taking in another kittypet!" a light gray she-cat complained.

"Yeah, plus she looks so weak, she wouldn't hurt a mouse I bet," A black tom sneered.

"Stop being so rude!" A silver she-cat scolded. "Come dear, I'll take you to Bluestar," the silver she-cat offered. Brown nodded. "I'm Silverpelt," she meowed as she led her to a small den.

"I'm Brown."

"Hello. This is ThunderClan. As you can see, you will not always be welcomed by everyone. But Bluestar is a fine leader, so… She'll make the best decision. This is the leader's den, go ahead and talk to Bluestar," Silverpelt meowed kindly. Brown nodded gratefully. She stepped inside the den.

"Who's there!" A voice came from the clearing.

"I'm Brown, and I wish to join your Clan."

"Why, and where did you come from?" Bluestar spoke again.

"I need a place to stay and I promise I will serve your Clan well. I am a loner from the east woods," she replied.

"I see. Come in."

Disclaimer: I do not own the Warriors series!