Ok, i'm sorry. My oringial storys are going to..well lets not say my mind at thee moment. I've been kicking myself because I can't write human-fics, only animal and warriors! Its a writing flaw i have, sadly. But, i wanted to do something with the only ever living two ships that can make me fangirl,... Destiel and Sabriel!! Don't judge.

So, yeah. Enjoy..Also! If you ever wanted a character to come onto this story. Be. My. Guest. To submit one! Or two, or how many ya want!

Waking Up

There was softness, warmth. He twitched an ear, his paws kneading something soft.

Paws? Dean blinked, dread fell over him as he opened his eyes. He was small. In..moss? He glanced around, giving a startled yelp as a silver-gray tail nearly hit him in the face.

"Your awake?" There was a soft purr, as a silver-gray face blinked into view. Percing blue eyes studied him. "My sweet kit." The cat purred sofly, before looking up. "Antclaw, come see one of your kits!"

Kits? Antclaw? Dean stumbling, but still, got to his feet. He gritted his teeth in frustaion, as he look to see brownish-black furry paws. What the-

"Where am I?" Dean reconized Sam's voice, he turned blinking with confushion as an blonde, or "golden" colored kit looked at him.

"Sammy?" Dean questioned, blinking.

"Dean?" The kit replied, studing him before seeming to relax. "What happened, and-" He stopped, jaws dropped as he stared at the she-cat. "Are we.."

"Cats? Yes, we are." Dean replied in a huff, if- no, when he found who did this to him, he would beat them into a plump. "How is this even posible?"

Sam got up, he towarded over Dean even now, but luckily it was only a whisker up. A whisker? He suddered, his brain would be mush before the end of the day. He studied his surroundings, the place they were in was dark, warm and other cats seemed to be resting around.

The she-cat looked at both Winchesters, smiling brightly. "Antclaw, these are Tallkit and Flintkit." She gave a proud glance at a nother cat, a tom with rounded amber eyes. His hair was short, and a bit more reddish-brown to say.

Antclaw gave both of them a strange look. Before nodding, "They'll make strong warriors."

Warriors? Did cats have warriors?

Then he felt Sam stiffen beside him. "I think.." He lowered his head, "I think were in the Warrior's books!" He said, but groaned as Dean gave him an confushed look. "Its a book serises, these Clans live in a forest, and rise kits to become warriors, even deputy and leaders." Sam explained, but shook his head. "Do you think the angles did this?" He asked, it was a clear question. But, Dean noticed the strange look from their "mother".

Sam strightened up, "Can we go play?" He asked, the silver-gray tabby nodded. "Come on Dea-Er, Flintkit!"

Dean followed with a heavy sigh. What in God's name got into Sam? He was bouncing around, only glancing back to see it Dean was following. "Whats going on?" He demaned, glaring down Sam.

Sam rolled his eyes, "You got to act like a kit! Told you should've read the books." He snorted, "Also, they don't know about humans they call them "twolegs", cars "monsters" and.." Sam trailed off, furring his brows together. "I got to explain this all to you, com'on, we havn't got all day!"

Dean mutter something under his breath. But quickly followed his brother to a shadey spot where he told him what he needed to now about the "Warrior" world.

AN:

This may not be a full-on story. Also, I don't curse-and in Supernatural theres lots of that. So, soon i'll just be the warrior cat "curses". Also, if this story doesn't get that much views and like..ppl reading it. I'll just shut it down. But, yeah, first Chaps are always the hardest to write for me! So, i'll get better soon!