I have no idea how I ended up here. The only thing I remember was chasing after that deer, and now I end up here. I looked around at my surroundings. There is a river over to my left, and a lake behind me. As if I had been in a complete trance or something, I soon notice that I'm wet. 'Great...' It's as if I washed up onto shore on the river. I hear voices near by - I never heard these voices before.

"He's over here!" I can tell by the voice that the creature is a female. I see a shape coming out the bushes. It's a... cat?! What the fuck is this about?! I attempt to get on my feet, and soon look down at them, wondering if I had gotten them cut or something. But, to my surprise, they're paws attached to my legs. 'WHAT THE HELL?!' I let out a rather high-pitched yowl. The cat that had appeared first rushed to my side.

"No, stop," she had instructed me. "Don't try to move. You'll only hurt yourself some more." I looked up to her, my eyes narrowed.

"Care to tell me where the hell I am?!" I spat. The she-cat lay beside me, and began to lick my pelt, brushing it backwards. I felt a certain warmth from it. I shifted away slightly at the touch. The cat sighed slightly.

"You're on the edge of RiverClan territory," she explained to me. "My name is Brightshadow," I tilted my head slightly at the name. 'That's quite the strange name. What's with the name RiverClan as well?'

"My name is Edward," I struggled not to growl at her. Brightshadow only giggled.

"Edward? Are you a kittypet or something? I mean, you don't loo-." I cut her off.

"Kittypet? RiverClan? Now, what is that?" I demanded. It seemed that Brightshadow found me rather amusing.

"You're silly," she meowed simply. "A kittypet is a cat that lives with twolegs."

"What's a twoleg?" Brightshadow's humour seemed to disappear, but it soon came back.

"I'll explain later." I nodded, and saw another cat. The cat seemed to me pushing on my chest, as if he was... feeling me up, or something!

"I'm sorry, but... I don't think I like males like that..." I meowed quietly. The tom looked up from his work, and gave a good-hearted smile.

"I agree with Brightshadow, but you are more than silly, you are mousebrained!" he meowed. He laughed. "I'm Foxfur. I'm Riverclan's medicine cat." I narrowed my eyes slightly, not sure if I should believe him. 'That doesn't prove if he's gay or not...' Foxfur soon began pushing on my chest again. He soon drew away.

"He should be fine. Brightshadow, help me get him back to camp." My eyes soon widened, and I felt slightly panicky.

"No! I need to get back to Forks! No! You are some freaky talking-cats that are freaking me out! I'm not a cat! I'm a vampire!"

Brightshadow looked slightly afraid. "Uhm, Foxfur... I don't think he's entirely fine..." her voice trailed off. She nosed me to my feet - no, paws. Nosed me to my paws. I groaned slightly. 'Oh god.... now I'm being taken away to their evil lair of torture!' Brightshadow and I walked side-by-side, following the rusty-furred medicine cat through the bushes. 'Please spare my life.'