A young ginger tom sat on the edge of his fence staring into the vast woods that sat before him. The wind rushed through the trees shaking their leaves and branches. It felt as though the forest was calling for the ginger tom to explore. The young tom rose and jumped off his fence and began to enter the forest. For days he'd been wanting to see what the forest was really like. The feeling of the cool grass beneath his paws was incredible, and the formidable trees that surrounded him made him feel like a real wild cat. He dropped down so his belly fur was barely brushing the grass and his tail dragged on the ground behind him, trying to imitate a hunting cat. A small distance away, he saw a squirrel nibbling on an acorn. He began to cautiously move towards the squirrel in that same position.

As he moved forward, his tail brushed a fallen leaf and the squirrel darted off, only to be suddenly pounced on by a rather old looking blue-gray she-cat. The she-cat looked directly at the young tom, her blue eyes boring into his ginger pelt. As she stared her ears flattened against her head. She dropped the now dead squirrel and hissed, "What do you think you're doing hunting on ThunderClan territory, kit?"

The imposing she-cat scared the young tom so much he almost didn't answer. He quickly sputtered out, "What's a ThunderClan?"

Nose scrunching up in what appeared to be shock, the she-cat asked, "You've never heard of the four clans that hunt around here?" The small tom simply shook his head. With a relieved sigh, the she-cat began, "I suppose that explains a lot, you don't smell like a member of an enemy clan." She sat and began to lick her paw. "My name is Bluefur, kit, I am a warrior of ThunderClan," Bluefur announced proudly. The tom simply cocked his head to the side in a show of continued confusion. "Would you like to learn more about the clans, young one?" Bluefur asked, excitement sparking in her blue eyes.

The ginger tom widened his green eyes and stared at the older she-cat. He responded by saying, "Yes, I would!" The old she-cat appeared to be overjoyed by this response. "My name is Rusty, miss," Rusty introduced himself to the older she-cat. "What are the clans?"

"I'm glad you asked, Rusty, there are four clans in total, ShadowClan, RiverClan, WindClan, and ThunderClan. As I said before, I hail from ThunderClan," Bluefur began, her eyes sparkling as she taught the small tom, "We clan cats must fight and hunt in order to survive, we compete to survive." Bluefur then turned towards the night sky. "And we believe that when a warrior dies, that they will then go and join StarClan, where our warrior ancestors all walk together," Bluefur stated, looking wistfully to the stars as she spoke.

Rusty spoke up and asked, "What do you hunt?"

"Well, that all depends on which clan you are part of. ThunderClan warriors hunt things like birds, mice, squirrels, the occasional rabbit, and the like. RiverClan warriors hunt mostly fish and the occasional vole. ShadowClan hunts more or less the same things as we do, only they also hunt lizards. And WindClan hunts mainly Rabbits and field mice." Bluefur paused for a moment, "I can teach you how to hunt, if you'd like, because that form you showed earlier was absolutely dismal," she offered, her eyes glittering as she looked at Rusty.

Rusty jumped up onto all fours and shouted excitedly, "Yeah! What'll you teach me? Can I join the clan?"

Bluefur froze for a moment at the mention of him joining the clan. "I don't think you're ready to join the clan quite yet, Rusty," Bluefur said worry obvious in her eyes. "Anyway, show me the crouch you were doing earlier," Bluefur said, a sudden authority in her voice.

Rusty quickly dropped down, his tail against the ground, and his stomach brushing the grass. Bluefur hummed thoughtfully for a moment before taking her paw and moving his tail to brush the edge of the grass, and raised his body to be just above the grass. "Now, step lightly," Bluefur commanded.

Stepping cautiously, Rusty tried to step as lightly as he could, though his collar kept on jingling with every step he took. The more the collar jingled, the more Bluefur's tail lashed in frustration.

"Stop," Bluefur commanded, padding over to Rusty. "Can you remove that collar?" Bluefur asked, looking down at the young ginger tom.

Rusty paused for a moment. "I've never really tried to take it off, my twoleg would get mad," Rusty briefly explained. "I can try if you'd like," Rusty offered, worried the old she-cat might leave because of the collar.

"No, no, it's fine," Bluefur said, wrapping her tail around her paws. "What do you think about learning how to fight, Rusty?" Bluefur asked, her blue eyes analyzing the young tom.

Excitement surged through Rusty at those words. "I would love to!" Rusty exclaimed, his tail twitching in anticipation.

Bluefur couldn't help but purr softly at the young tom's excitement. They spent the rest of the night until it was sometime past moon high practicing combat and counter strikes.

Before leaving, Bluefur said, "If you'd like to learn more, Rusty, come back here tomorrow night." Bluefur then ran off into the forest.

Rusty gazed after her, his green eyes illuminated by the light of the moon. As soon as he turned around to go back over the fence, he heard a voice call down to him, "Who was that?"

Rusty looked up at the top of the fence and saw a young seal point Siamese she-cat. "Oh, hey, Sasha," Rusty said as he jumped up onto the fence to join his friend. "That was a wild cat! Her name is Bluefur, she says that she's going to teach me how to hunt and fight!" he exclaimed with excitement. "Do you want me to show you some moves?" Rusty asked, his eyes gleaming with elation. Sasha nodded, and Rusty jumped off the fence to begin showing her some of the moves that Bluefur had taught him.

The young Siamese looked at Rusty in great interest. As he continued to show the moves Bluefur had shown him, Sasha joined Rusty in his yard and began to mimic his movements. In a moment, Sasha seemed to make a decision and said, "I want you to teach me what you learn from this wild cat," Sasha stated, a certain determination in her eyes.