Streamfur stood slowly, stretching her aching muscles. Cuts covered her sides and pieces of her pelt were dangling off. She looked a mess. Yawning, she stepped out of the small bramble shelter she'd built for herself. The air smelled fresh, like it did after it rained. She didn't catch the scent of any other cat so she set out to go hunting. This territory was unfamiliar to her, none of the Clans lived on it, so she had no idea what awaited her. It was leaf-fall so prey wouldn't be too scarce. A little mouse nibbled on a beech-nut, only pawsteps away from Streamfur, so she bunched her haunches and leaped on the prey. She gave it a quick nip to the neck and it lay still. She dug in and finished the fresh-kill quickly. Now that her belly was full, she felt refreshed and ready to make her next decision. Should she go back to the Clans? Of course. Living as a loner was completely out of the question. But then again, how would Riverclan receive her? They didn't know that she'd left with a rogue, but she was gone. Maybe they thought she'd died. But how could she know? Streamfur whipped her head back and forth, trying to clear her mind.
"Ahem."
A small cough made the blue-gray she-cat jump and get down in a crouch, ready to attack. A black she-cat stepped out of the undergrowth and dipped her head gracefully. "Welcome. I've been waiting for you."
Streamfur snorted a little at the small she-cat. By the looks of her, she was a kittypet, and what kind of a Clan cat would she be if she consorted with kittypets?
"Just come with me." The she-cat meowed. Streamfur sniffed the air cautiously. "Why should I trust you?"
"My name is Lichen." The cat's eyes shone a bright green as if to back up her name.
"I don't trust you with my name."
Lichen rolled her eyes, all gracefulness leaving her. "Seriously? Your name is Streamfur, you're one of the Clan cats. I know who you are."
Streamfur crouched down again, ready to pounce. "How do you know that?"
Lichen sat down. "You were talking in your sleep. I'm not one of your medicine cats that knows things from nowhere."
"They know those things from Starclan." Streamfur muttered defensively.
"Yeah right, and I can talk to birds." Lichen laughed mockingly.
"Starclan is real." The Riverclan cat argued. "I've grown up learning about it."
"Whatever." Lichen meowed, obviously still not believing. "Just come with me. You're hurt and you need some help. My human will help you. It looks like one of your ribs is broken, and your medicine cat doesn't know how to fix that."
Streamfur sighed and noticed that a sharp pain stabbed her side. She nodded and Lichen led her through the sparse undergrowth to a small hut. The black she-cat yowled loudly and a twoleg came running out. Streamfur jumped and tried to run, but now that she was aware of her rib, she couldn't ignore it anymore.
"Let her pick you up." Lichen whispered, rubbing against the twoleg. It bent down and grabbed at Streamfur with it's clumsy paws. She yelped a little and the twoleg held her gently, poking at her side. When it hit her broken rib she yowled angrily at it and it called something at the hut. Another twoleg came barreling out of the hut with a small jingly thing in its paws. It climbed into a monster and the twoleg carrying Streamfur followed it. She wriggled, trying to get out of the twolegs paws, but it hurt too much so she gave up after only moments of moving. The monster made a rumbling noise and they started to sway back and forth for a while, but it soon stopped. Streamfur sighed softly, the movement was starting to make her belly ache. The twolegs climbed out of the monster and Streamfur looked around, trying to figure out where she was. Huge huts stood with twolegs everywhere. There were more in this one area than there were in all of greenleaf by the river in her territory. She struggled a little, but the twoleg made a strange noise that was surprisingly soothing. They walked into a hut and it looked like the sun had been magnified over and over again, it was so bright. Streamfur shut her eyes and when she finally opened them, she was in a small room with a metal platform. The twoleg set her on it and yet another twoleg came in and began probing her side. She glared at it and realized that it was the cutter! She felt a sharp pain in her leg and everything got blurry. The twolegs began to sway and then everything went black.
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