Hello there! Before anyone says I am not getting the characters to act right, I don't care. Anyways, this story will have the following: Cross-breeding, sex, weight gain, stomach inflation, and excessive licking. While the next chapter will have all the warnings used, you should still proceed with causion.

Lucky woke up in an unfamilar area. Then the last few days came to his mind, and he remembered what happened. He'd been taken by a longpaw, one who noticed his discomfort more than the pack, and turned him into a female. She had terrible reactions from the pack, all except for Sweet and Bella, who showed more interest in her than anything. Then the pack was attacked by some longpaws with strange hooked sticks, and she was taken away and seperated from the others. Since then, she'd never seen the other dogs again.

Shaking her fur, Lucky trotted past some trees, exploring the area more. She came to a bushy line, the immense scent of sharpclaws flooding her nostrils. Leaning a little closer, she made out several figures. One of the sharpclaws was a blue female, while the two cats she was facing were male. A dark striped sharpclaw stood tall while the second was an ginger whose face spoke of loyalty. The blue sharpclaw spoke firm and clear, "Clan, I promote Fireheart to Deputy. He has shown bravery and everything a cat should have."

The ginger cat was swarmed by the others, recieving congraduations. Lucky couldn't help but admire this sharpclaw. What did the blue one say? Cats? Perhaps that was their name afterall... hang on! I understand a sharpclaw, er, cat? What else did that longpaw do? But she didn't care. Something about that ginger cat, though, caught his attention. He had beautiful green eyes that sparkled in the sunlight. His grand orange coat was well-put, as if a longpaw brushed it. She inched closer, getting a better look at him, when one of the cats in the corner of her eye twitched their nose. How could I have been so careless? They're smelled me! She turned around and darted away, following multiple meows of the cats.

"Dog!" Shouted one.

"More dogs? Aren't they satisfied already?" Another added.

"Find them, then!" A hoarse voice yelled.

Her breath caught in her throat. She couldn't beat that many cats at once! But they were fast, and surprisingly agile. Despite her twists and turns around the tree trunks, the rapid pounding of paws chased her. A cat jumped in front of her, and when she turned around, two more stalked towards her. Cats circled around, almost all baring their fangs. Lucky growled back, rumbling deeply. They srood in stalemate, waiting for the other to make their moves. Then the three cats from before came, their blue leader and the dark cat staring at her harshly. Her fear scent rolled off wanted Lucky dead, most likely. But before anyone could say a word, the orange cat spoke, "Wait, I don't think she means harm. She might be lost."

He was right on that. The dark cat turned angrily on the orange, "After what dogs did to our camp, you want to let another live!? Have you gone insane, Fireheart?"

The blue cat nodded, "He's right, Tigerclaw. If you mean no harm, dog, we'll spare you, but leave our territory."

Lucky bowed respectfully. "Thank you. I will leave now."

But the thought clawed Lucky's heart. She just met this Fireheart, but she couldn't help but love him. His perfect eyes, unique fur, reasonable thinking... Lucky got up and ran away, darting between the cats. She stopped now and then to smell the area: No, she wasn't out of territory yet. After a few rabbit-chases, the trees vanished and Lucky knew she was out of the territory. Hunger suddenly bit her, so she sniffed around for prey. A rabbit meadow was just ahead, and the wind blew steadily away from them. Carefully crawling forward, she kept low and slow, watching the rabbit's movements. One fat one twitched their nose before nibbling some grass and hopping closer.

That's it, she thought, a little more... It came just in reach, and with a quick snap of her jaws, the rabbit was clutched firmly as the others ran into their burrows. With some shaking, the rabbit fell limp. Lucky ate the meal slowly, savoring it. Who knows when the next prey will come by? As she finished, another rustlingcame, but from behind. Hackles raised, Lucky spun around, ready to attack. She quickly relaxed as Fireheart's shadow came, followed shortly by the cat himself. He noticed her too, and commented, "You're hunting a little close, aren't you?"

She couldn't think of words, or even keep solid eye contact. "Y... yes," she stammered, "but I'll get moving soon. Just needed to eat and all."

"Okay. May Starclan guide you to your pack."

Her face drooped. "I don't think I can get to them."

"Why?" There was no mistaking the innocent curiousity in his voice.

"I woke up here after my pack was taken by longpaws. They might have been put in a Trap House, or worse..."

Even though he was confused by the dog terms, Fireheart still understood. "Hm... maybe you can join our Clan."

Lucky shot up. Join? With Fireheart? She shouted, "I'll love to!"

"But you'll have to earn your way in. Maybe catch a lot of prey, and drag it to the clearing. Bluestar might be pleased, and you can ask then."

"Thanks, I will," she replied shakily.

As Fireheart trotted away, Lucky trotted through the valley, where she found a large mossy cave. It might have been used by a giantfur at one point, but no scents proved it true. Lucky turned a sleep circled and closed her eyes, dreaming of a new pack, or clan, where she was mates with Fireheart.

I intended this to be a one-shot, but I decided to make it a two-shot to built up the romance a bit. Also, I got a Deviantart account (Last announcement, I promise), so if you have fanart of my fanfiction/fictionpress stories, you can link me them there. Anyways, suggestions (other than character behaviour) are welcome.