A note from the author...

I wrote the conversation by how they would hear each other, not by what they actually said...

Forrester's POV

After the full moon, Jayfeather would come more often and teach him new words. Other times were boring, but there was one time when he noticed,"Why...Jayfeather...the... He loves...it now." He didn't know what the cat was saying exactly, but he took it as a threat.

Forrester also taught Jayfeather a few words of his own, those important words that are hard to define, like, "Yes, no, hello, me, it, is, not, could, would, you, do, that, this, for, or, and and." He also taught a few other words as well.

Two weeks passed, and Forrester's leg fully healed, so he exercised his leg. He could almost communicate with Jayfeather fluently, so they tested themselves with a conversation.

"Do you know where those group of cats went half a moon ago?" Jayfeather asked.

"Those group of cats that you stopped me from fol-lowing?" Forrester asked.

"You were going to follow them!"

"Of course! I'm cur-ious," He said, " even though curi-osity kills the cat." Forrester mumbled the last part.

"You know I'm a cat, and I heard that!" Jayfeather hissed. "Don't ever say that again."

"Ok, so what about the group of cats?"

"They went to a gath-ering, which is a time once durring a full moon when all four clans- RiverClan, ShadowClan, WindClan, and ThunderClan- all gather on the is-land in peace and bond with each other. RiverClan is located across the lake to the left, and ShadowClan is located on the right. WindClan is to the left of us, ThunderClan. We have a med-icine cat or two, appren-tices, warriors, queens and their kits, a deputy, and a leader with nine lives, eight given by StarClan, our warrior ances-tors who join when they die."

Forrester paused. "That's a lot to take in."

"I think your ready."

"Ready for what?"

"Well, I think you're ready to meet my clan."

"What! You think so?" Forrester was speechless. "What will they all say?"

"You'll know what they'll say. That's why I want them to see you."

Jayfeather's POV

Jayfeather padded into the camp with Forrester, but the problem was that a twoleg couldn't fit through the entrance, so Forrester had to climb down into the quarry.

"What's the twoleg doing in camp?" Bramblestar asked Jayfeather suspiciously. More cats started to surround Jayfeather and Forrester.

"Well, it's hard to explain, but I taught Forrester some words, and now it can understand us."

"Forrester?" Dovewing questioned.

"That's his name."

"What can he do?" Bramblestar asked.

"I taught him the clans, the gathering, and StarClan." Jayfeather said.

"What does he want?" Squirrelflight asked.

"Actually, I'd like to live with the clan now." Forrester said.

"Really! Are you sure?" Jayfeather questioned.

"What did he say?" Hollypaw asked.

"He wants to live with the clan permanently."

"What? He can't do that! He's a twoleg!" Cloudtail hissed. Ever since the twolegs stole him, he hated twolegs. All the cats started arguing if the twoleg should stay or not, but it got crazy when the afternoon hunting patrol arrived.

"There are foxes coming this way!" Cherryfall yowled. Only a few cats heard the warning.

"Forrester! Help guard the camp! I need to get some herbs ready." He yowled over the arguing. Jayfeather ran into the den and picked some herbs from the store, but then a fox came into the den. "Get out of here!" He hissed and scratched its cheek, but it was stronger and the fox pushed him down to the floor. "Get off of me!" Jayfeather growled, but it wouldn't budge.

Jayfeather started to run out of air, he couldn't breath. He needed help, but it was too late.

"Jayfeather!"