I do not own Warriors, Erin Hunter does.

ANYONE WHO IS LOOKING FOR THE "CREATE A CAT" FORM, YOU CAN FIND IT AT THE END OF CHAPTER TWO.

Summary:

Two Norwegian Forest Cats, Moon and Sunlight, have escaped from their pampered life as show cats, looking to find normal lives. They stumble upon a group of cats who call themselves "Understaters" purebred, rare cats who smudge their fur, hide their beauty, and live in the wild, hiding from humans and civilization, and settle down with them. But when one of the Understaters are discovered, and in a misguided attempt to help their friends, threatens to give them away and, by doing so, destroy everything the Understaters have ever worked for, to what lengths will Moon and Sunlight go to to protect their newfound lives?

The Understaters

The sky was crying that night, rain falling on the two cats' long pelts and plastering their silky fur down in shiny strands. Moonlight bounced off raindrops, turning them silvery-white as they splattered to the ground.

"We can't keep going like this," meowed the one in front, his ears pressed back against his head to avoid getting wet. His long pelt was a grey streaked with gold, but the gold looked more like brown wet, and the grey more like a velvet black. "If it gets any worse, we're going to have to find shelter."

"At least we got away from the cat shows," the other mrrowed, his black-and-white spotted tail waving from side to side in the air with the excitement of the escape. The contrast between his personality and the other cat's was apparent. "No more getting our faces powdered!"

The other laughed in spite of themselves.

"Yeah, no more getting our nails clipped! You always see the bright side of things, don't you?" He shook his head, smiling. "Remember that day that lady tried to clip your nails for the first time and you panicked and broke our owner's vase?"

The black-and-white cat grinned, and dashed forwards to keep up with his companion.

"How could I forget?"

Above them, lightning licked the sky, illuminating around the cats for a moment. A few seconds later, thunder crashed fiercely, making both the cats' tails fluff up.

"We have to get under cover, Moon." That came from the gold-grey cat, his brown eyes now glowing gold with fright as all around him the rain started to pound down harder. He began to scan the area for places to stay, rare when you were in the woods, and spotted a hole at the base of a tree, his eyes flicking away from it and then back.

"Yeah, Sunlight, no kidding." meowed Moon, then noticed his companion's gaze. His amber eyes lit up as he followed it and saw the hole. "Hey, good spot!"

Sunlight hesitated.

"It could be some animal's home." he meowed uncertainly. "I'm not sure we should go into..."

"Doesn't smell like it," replied Moon, starting towards the hole. He reached it just as the sky lit up again, peering in curiously. "Look, it's nice and airy. Just come, okay? Okay?"

The lightning appeared to have convinced Sunlight. He bounded over to the hole, cautiously peering inside before padding in after his friend. Moon hadn't been quite accurate in his description of the hole, that was clear. "Airy" might have been the opposite of what you would call this. Dark, dank, and small, it barely fit the two cats as they lay down and tried to settle down to sleep, not an easy feat with the noises of the storm outside. But exhaustion won over fear, as it often does, and eventually they both found their eyes closing....

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"Sunlight, up, get up!" meowed Moon. Soft, rosy dawn light was shining in through the entrance to the hole, bathing both cats' fur in a warm pink tinge. The inside of the hole glowed peach. "You're lazier than a Persian!"

Sunlight rolled onto his back, blinking sleepily as he stretched his paws out, unsheathing his claws, then sheathing them again.

"And you're way too hyper for a Norwegian Forest Cat," he yawned. "You should be trying to copy my example, not wake me up!"

Moon smiled, and batted at Sunlight's ears.

"Get up! Now!"

"Fine...but you'll regret it the day I wake up earlier than you."

"Hah! Like thats ever going to happen!"

"You never know."

Sunlight slowly got to his feet as he spoke, ducking his head because of the low cave ceiling.

"What's for breakfast?" he queried. "Anything good?"

Moon frowned. "This isn't home," he meowed. "There IS no breakfast, remember? We have to catch it."

"Oh, yeah." Sunlight mused. "I forgot for a second...I guess I'm still half-asleep. We should get going, then?"

Moon nodded.

"I think so, yeah."

Both of them looked slightly apprehensively to the hole out of their cave. Neither quite wanted to leave.

Sunlight was the first to poke his head out of the hole, blinking in the sudden brightness of morning. A flock of birds took off from a nearby bush, shrieking in fright as they heard him. Sunlight shook his head, emerging out into the light and stepping to the side for Moon to come out.

"Here," Sunlight meowed, "why don't I take the side with the big tree and you the one with that little bush? When we've each caught something, we can meet back here, eat, and set off.'

Moon nodded in agreement.

"Okay, he meowed. "Betcha I get something before you!"

Sunlight shook his head. "Not a chance."

Oi. Who will catch prey first? Dun dun dun...

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--Smokefeather