The twoleg woke up, he had fallen asleep while listening to his music player. Odd. He thought. He had forgotten his name for some reason. Then he looked at himself and he knew immediately when he saw his golden fur what had happened while he was asleep.

I'm a cat! He realized. He wished he had been able to say goodbye to his family, but now, if he did, then he would be in huge trouble. Something in his mind was telling him to go into the woods. His house was nearby a forest, a big one. He hesitated, but his window was open, and it wouldn't be long before someone entered his room, so he ran out the window and slid down some roof tile. Soon enough, he was on soft grass, and he realized that it seemed softer with paws, instead of feet.

He didn't forget his music player, it was still stuck on to his ears, playing dubstep. He walked to the forest, oddly happy. He read a book called "Warriors" before, and it was about cats. Ever since he read it, he had wanted to be a cat, but he never expected he ever would be a cat. "I wonder how the Clans will react to a twoleg becoming a cat." He wondered.

After walking through the forest for a while, he saw some other cats. "Hey! You must be clan cats from ThunderClan! Right?" He greeted them. "How do you know, kittypet?" One of the cats asked the twoleg rudely. "I'm not a kittypet, I'm a twoleg. And my name is... Um... I forgot" The twoleg told the cat, and then another cat walked forward from behind that cat. "We will call you Golden. Now, if you're actually a twoleg, then prove it." The other cat told the twoleg, now called Golden. Golden knew he would eventually prove he is a twoleg, so he grabbed his music player and pulled the headphones out. "Too loud! My ears are going to break!" The rude cat said as he heard the dubstep. "Seems like dubstep is too awesome for your ears." Golden told the rude cat as he turned the volume down. "You seem like a twoleg. You say weird words..." The wiser cat began. "Dubstep is not a weird word!" Golden interrupted. "Um... I never thought twolegs thought they make sense..." The wiser cat began again. "We do, we just speak in a different language than cats." Golden interrupted again. "Can you stop interrupting?" The wise cat asked Golden. "Okay." Golden answered. "I would like to ask you if you would like to join ThunderClan. You probably can't go back to your twoleg nest now that you are a cat. You could teach us, as well as we could teach you." He asked Golden. "First, what is your name?" Golden asked the wise cat. "My name is Silverstar. And he is Redfur." Silverstar answered. "I will join your clan, Silverstar." Golden told Silverstar.

As soon as they were in camp, everyone thought Golden was a kittypet because of his twoleg scent. "Hey, Silverstar, why did you bring a kittypet to camp?" A cat asked Silverstar. "I'm not a kittypet, you mouse-brained cats! I'm a twoleg!" Golden finally screeched. "I would believe that when hedgehogs fly!" A cat screeched back. Silverstar jumped onto Highrock and gathered the clan. "Golden, step forward." Golden heard SIlverstar call his name. "This cat was once a twoleg, we have much to learn from him as he does from us. Now, Golden, please prove to them that you are a twoleg and not a kittypet." Silverstar told the clan as soon as Golden was at the rock. "Okay, I will be glad to prove to these mouse-brains that I'm a twoleg." Golden said as he turned on his music player. As the music played all of the cats looked at Golden like he just did something amazing. Then, Golden turned the music up. "Ow! My ears!" Redfur screeched. "Dubstep is still too awesome for you? Really?" Golden said sarcastically. Then, Golden turned the music player off. "Great Starclan! How did you become a cat?" A cat asked Golden. "I'm not sure." Golden answered. "Anyway, Golden will now be known as Goldenpaw. He will be Blueclaw's apprentice." Silverstar finished. "You said we will learn from him, but he is a twoleg. A crazy twoleg!" A cat said. "Twolegs are not crazy. We are the most advanced animal in this world!" Goldenpaw argued. "Say what you like, no matter what, its not true." The other cat argued. "Stop arguing! He will prove to us what he says as time goes on." Silverstar told them. "Goldenpaw, go over there, that is..." Silverstar began. "The apprentices den? I know the whole camp like my... Um... Paw..." Goldenpaw told Silverstar.

Goldenpaw walked to the apprentices den, tired. He soon made a nest using the soft moss. Disgusting. He thought as soon as he realized he was sleeping in moss. As he fell asleep, he wondered why and how he turned into a cat.