Hey guys! A new chapter, earlier than planned, but oh well!

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Chapter two

Blinking his eyes open, the black tom was greeted with the sight of the sun filtering through the trees, making patterns on the grass around him.

As he tried to stretch, the tom couldn't ignore the horrible pain that was shooting through his backside, and he looked down at his broken leg. It was twisted and mangled, and dry blood matted his fur down.

Groaning, he pushed himself up on three paws. What had happened? All he remembered was running from... Something... But he couldn't remember what.

Taking a small step forward, he decided to try and find shelter before a hungry fox got to him. He stumbled through the undergrowth slowly, wincing as his broken leg brushed the rocks and grass underneath him.

Suddenly, he saw a white flash dart in front of him. Thinking that it was the large tom again, he braced himself, baring his teeth and taking a tentative step back.

The white flash ran past him once more, before making a U-turn and barreling into him.

Letting out a surprised yowl, he fell backwards, wincing as his leg slammed against the ground. "Please, have mercy!" He cried, looking into the eyes of his attacker. He was about to bite into the nose of the white tom when he noticed...

It wasn't the white tom who had attacked him! It was actually a small white she cat with deep blue eyes. She took a step back, looking just as startled as him. "I-i'm sorry... I thought you were an intruder! Well, I mean, you are but... I didn't know you were injured!" The young she cat cried.

"I'm fine..." The black tom said, trying to get up without touching his back foot to the ground.

"No, you're not! Your leg... And oh, I think the wound on your flank has reopened! Here, come with me... I know someone who can help you!" The small she cat said, rushing over to the strange black cat.

"I don't need help!" He snapped, shying away from the strange little female.

"Yes, you do! Your leg is horribly broken. You won't be able to survive without help!"

"I... Okay..." The tom sighed reluctantly, limping closer to the white female.

"Good! My name's Swanpaw, by the way! What's yours?" The she cat asked.

"I'm..." He hesitated, not sure if he should tell her his name or not. "I'm Coal." He said finally.

Swanpaw gave him a smile moving over to his side and helping him walk. They soon made it to a large clearing in the middle of the redwood forest. Many cats were lying in the center of the clearing, feasting on fresh-kill and sharing tongues. When Swanpaw entered the clearing, all of the cats became silent, staring at the black tom behind her.

Coal tried to duck behind Swanpaw, but she was too small, and instead it looked as if he were sniffing her tail.

"Someone get Silvermoon!" Swanpaw cried, gesturing towards Coal with her tail. His usually bright blue eyes were clouded over, and he started leaning to the side, as if he were about to fall.

A grey tom broke away from the crowd, sprinting to a small den near the center of Camp. After a few minutes, he came back out with a fluffy silver she cat following him.

"Who is this?" The silver she cat asked, looking Coal over.

Without waiting for a response, the medicine cat lead Coal to her den, laying him down on a bed of moss. She grabbed cobwebs with her paw and placed them on the wound on his side, making sure to be gentle. "How did you get in such a state?" She asked.

No answer.

Coal was unconscious now, his blue eyes half-closed.

Suddenly, a large white and grey striped tom burst into the den, his green eyes wide. "Who is this?" He asked, looking at the ravaged tom on the ground.

"I don't know, I took him to my den before Swanpaw could answer my question." The medicine cat responded, grabbing a few herbs and chewing them up.

The white tom sniffed Coal's pelt, narrowing his eyes. "How did he get hurt?"

"I don't know Lightstar!" She snapped, shoving the leader out of her den. "Now go away. I need to work."

Lightstar rolled his eyes, walking out. "Come and get me as soon as he comes to!"

Silvermoon flicked her tail in response, being down to work on a cast for the black tom underneath her.

Coal slowly came to, blinking his eyes and shaking his head. He was extremely hungry, and he looked around the moonlit den for any sign of food.

As his eyes scanned the den, he noticed the sleeping form of the medicine cat. She shifted in her sleep, and he quickly darted his eyes down to his paws. Twitching the tip of his tail, he looked out of the den and noticed that the sun was starting to rise.

Looking over his body, he noticed the makeshift cast that was plastered on his leg, and he stretched out his leg experimentally. It seemed it would do.

Coal suddenly snapped his head up as a cat walked into the den. It was a white tom with grey markings.

"Ah, so I see you've finally awoken?" The tom asked, sitting down and wrapping his tail around his paws.

Coal nodded, sitting up in an awkward position. "Where am I, if you don't mind me asking?"

"You are in FlareClan, one of the three Clans in the forest." The tabby tom explained.

"So... You are the Wild Cats I've heard about? The ones that fight eachother all the time?"

"Well, I wouldn't say all the time, but in short, yes, we are." Lightstar answered, a glint of amusement in his eyes.

Coal nodded his head slowly, still seeming skeptical about the whole thing. "So... Thanks for helping me and all... But..." He said awkwardly.

"I understand. You wish to leave us."The large tom purred, standing up once more. "Unfortunately, you cannot. At least, not until your leg is healed."

Coal looked at his paws in annoyance. "Of course." He muttered. "I knew that."

Lightstar nodded and walked out of the den. "I'll go get you some fresh-kill. In the meantime, you rest. You have lost a lot of blood."

Coal blinked his thanks to the strange tabby tom before curling back up in his nest, knowing that when he woke up, he would be greeted with the sight of fresh-kill.

Sorry the ending of this chapter was kind of abrupt, I suck at cliffhangers, lol!