A/N: Hey guys! Remember to check out my RP site! I think I might make a fanfiction out of the cats you chose!!!!!!!

"Come on, Cherrypaw! You're slower than Whitepaw!"

Cherrypaw gazed up at the towering Twoleg in front of her incredulously. That was Speck, the same cat that she just had a conversation with.

Finally, she bounded up to Speck and allowed her to pick her up. The sudden pressure on her belly wasn't at all comfortable, but she tolerated it until she was set down again in the belly of the monster Speck was bringing her toward.

Snowstorm was already sitting impatiently on the soft interior of the monster. "What took you so long?" she meowed, working with her claws at the material. "I thought the dog had eaten you alive!"

"Sorry," Speck said, climbing into the front of the monster. "By the way, this thing we're in right now, this monster, isn't alive. They're Twoleg-made, and won't eat you."

"I've noticed that," Frostfur mewed, pushing down on the material with her paws. "It's actually quite comfortable in here."

As if in agreement, Speck patted the seat beside her. "Hold on everyone."

All the cats in the monster dug their claws into the seat and floor. To other Twolegs, this probably looked very odd.

Suddenly, the monster roared to life. Cherrypaw cringed, afraid it would gobble her up. Then she remembered that she was already inside the belly of the monster, and that it wasn't alive. "But how can it not be alive if it moves?"

Feather answered. "They're called machines. The Twolegs operate them."

Cherrypaw didn't think she could take all this information. These cats were telling her that everything she believed in besides StarClan was fake, that monsters were not live creatures, and that Thunderpaths were called streets; regular roads. And that they had names. Who would name a Thunderpath?

As the monster sped along the wide grey path, Dustcloud asked, "How do you know where to take us?"

"I remember exactly where I picked you guys up," Speck replied, never taking her eyes off of the Thunderpath. Her paws were glued to a circular-shaped object connected to the inside of the monster. Cherrypaw assumed that that was how Twolegs controlled the monsters.

The ride was surprisingly long. Cherrypaw didn't realize just how long she had slept in the monster the night Speck picked her up. They travelled along Legged-Thunderpaths and smaller roads until Speck forced the monster to make one sharp turn onto a gravel path. This path led to the Thunderpath where The RainClan cats had been found.

As Cherrypaw gazed out through the un-melting ice on the side of the monster, she cringed at the sight of this Thunderpath. It was the Thunderpath that caused her more fear than ever before in her life, and she didn't want to risk feeling that fear again.

Speck pulled the monster over to the side of the Thunderpath and stopped it on the grass. The inside suddenly grew bright with harsh light as Speck climbed out of the belly. She walked around to open the side of the monster and the new RainClan cats began pouring out, completely unaffected by the act of Twoleg friendliness.

Cherrypaw followed Snowstorm and the others out of the monster. She was grateful that Speck let them jump out by themselves, since she didn't want to feel the tremendous amount of awkwardness in being picked up. She leaped down to the ground, thankful to be feeling grass again.

When all the cats were in the safety of the trees, Speck closed the side of the monster and followed them into the forest.

"If you don't mind," she spoke in her loud Twoleg voice, "I don't like it when people watch me morph."

"You said the change could only be done during the night," Dustcloud meowed up to the Twoleg.

"I said it should be performed under a moon," Speck replied, "but I break that rule every now and then."

The RainClan cats padded on through the forest, leaving Speck behind to morph. Snowstorm took the lead again, with Cherrypaw right behind her.

"What do you think Stormstar will say to all the new RainClan cats?" Cherrypaw asked her mentor.

Snowstorm chuckled. "He'll be pleasantly surprised, that's what I say," she answered. "Believe me. I've known Stormstar for a very long time. He was a little kit when I was an apprentice, and when he was named an apprentice, I was already a warrior. Yes, I've been around for a long time."

Cherrypaw understood that part clearly. It was almost obvious in the way Snowstorm struggled to climb trees and make her way up cliffs. It was a good thing that the RainClan territory didn't have any mountainous areas.

Suddenly, Cherrypaw scented Speck coming toward the group of cats.

"Whew!" the dappled she-cat mewed, trotting up to Cherrypaw and Snowstorm. "I thought we'd never get past that dog."

Cherrypaw chuckled. It was hard to believe that this cat was a Twoleg only five seconds ago. It was hard to believe anything that the former Coal Pack cats told her, but she tried hard to trust them.

"How much longer do you think it will take to get to RainClan territory?" Speck questioned.

"Well, the sun is setting," Snowstorm observed, "so we'll have to camp somewhere. Also, we're going to have to pass a Thunderpath into EmberClan territory. We must be careful about that, since we lost a cat by doing so."

Speck gasped lightly. "A RainClan cat?"

"No, an EmberClan cat," Cherrypaw corrected. "But still; he was very dear to a good friend of ours. It still makes me shudder to think it was our fault."

Speck was silent for a moment before asking more questions. "Are we going straight through EmberClan territory, or is it along the border?"

"Unfortunately," Snowstorm started, "it's right through it. Not too long ago, RainClan agreed to give EmberClan the territory behind ours since EmberClan's territory was being invaded by Twolegs. That's the reason why Skyfeather sent us to find you. We need to stop the Twolegs."

"And you can help, since you technically are a Twoleg," Cherrypaw put in.

"I'm a cat at heart," Speck snapped. "Besides, I was 'technically' born a cat, and only realized I had these powers until after I joined Coal Pack."

Cherrypaw nodded, regretful of her quick and rude mouth. Of course Speck was truly a cat with the ability to be a Twoleg. Not a Twoleg with the ability to be a cat.

As the sun slowly sank down the sky, Snowstorm found a place to camp. "Everyone can hunt and then rest. We'll have a long day ahead of us tomorrow."

Speck turned to Cherrypaw. "Would you mind hunting with me?" she asked. "I still have many questions I'd like answered."

Cherrypaw nodded eagerly. She wanted any chance to talk to the noble cat heart-to-heart.

The two padded off into the undergrowth, leaving the sound of mumbling, excited cats behind.

"Cherrypaw, do you know exactly why this Skyfeather wants me to come back with you?" Speck suddenly asked, crouching in the ground to stalk an unsuspicious wood mouse.

Cherrypaw inhaled deeply. She gathered all of her thoughts together to answer Speck as thoroughly as possible.

"Several moons ago, when Skyfeather was in LightClan, her leader, Ravenstar, received a message from StarClan, saying that the forest was about to be destroyed by Twolegs once and for all," Cherrypaw explained, watching Speck pounce on the mouse and kill it with a blow to the neck. "StarClan sent down two ThunderClan leaders—ThunderClan was the Clan that once resided in LightClan's territory—called Bluestar and Firestar. Firestar was once a kittypet with warrior's blood, we are sure. They came down from StarClan to help us save the forest.

"But when Ravenstar banished Stormstar, who was Stormpelt at the time, from LightClan, Firestar went with him, along with Skyfeather, Frostfur, and Snowstorm. I'll show you the others who went with her when we get back.

"Anyway, the group of cats set out to find a place to stay, and named themselves RainClan cats. That was when Skyfeather realized that Firestar was sent down to rebuild the four Clans that were needed in the forest to save it. So far, there are only three, and we need one more."

Speck nodded thoughtfully, staring down at the dead mouse between her paws. Something caught her attention in a nettle clump beside her and she quickly killed it.

Cherrypaw drew circles in the earth with her paw as she continued. "So we were a new Clan, with Stormstar as our deputy. Leafstripe, our medicine cat, came over from EmberClan to be our medicine cat, so we were an official Clan (A/N: Keep in mind that Cherrypaw doesn't know that her brother is the new official medicine cat). But not long after, Skyfeather got many messages from StarClan in her dreams. They were mainly Firestar, who had gone back to StarClan since RainClan was official now."

Speck looked up. "He went back to StarClan?" she questioned.

"Yes," Cherrypaw replied. "Stormstar became our leader, with Sparrowstripe, another warrior who left LightClan, as our deputy."

Speck nodded.

"Skyfeather's dreams mainly consisted of Firestar telling her to find Valley and such, but I don't know what she's been dreaming lately, if she has been at all."

"Maybe she knows that Valley was the wrong cat," Speck suggested.

"Hopefully," Cherrypaw agreed. "I wouldn't want her to be confused why we didn't bring back the cat she was expecting."

"Well we are," Speck put in. "We're just also bringing home the right cat."

Cherrypaw nodded. "Right."

Speck sighed. "So I'm supposed to stop every Twoleg from destroying the forest?" She let out a short breath once more. "I don't exactly know what I'm going to do, but I have some ideas…"

The two cats hunted together for some time before returning to the temporary camp that Snowstorm had found.

Speck dropped her fresh-kill in the small pile while Cherrypaw trotted over to Snowstorm.

"I explained in full to Speck about what Skyfeather wants her to do," she mewed, hoping Snowstorm wouldn't be angry with her.

"Good," the white RainClan queen responded. "Have something to eat and get some rest. You'll be rather tired by the time we get home."

Cherrypaw nodded and padded over to a small group of new RainClan cats sitting together. She saw Feather talking to Seaspray and another small she-cat.

"Oh, hi, Cherrypaw," Feather mewed warmly. "This is Cassie, another…apprentice."

Cherrypaw nodded at the small, light brown tabby. She seemed shy, but strong enough to put up a fight. "Nice to meet you, Cassie."

"Nice to meet you, too," Cassie replied. She looked down and continued to nibble on the water vole between her paws.

"We were talking about Clan life," Seaspray meowed, swallowing some of her squirrel. "Harriet just finished explaining to us the way cats are named."

"We were talking about our warrior names," Cassie mewed in a soft voice. "We were coming up with our own."

Cherrypaw chuckled and sat down. "You may be thinking of your own now, but Stormstar will have to think of them himself."

Feather shrugged. "I was thinking of simply Featherpaw, since I like my name already."

"You might be able to keep it," Cherrypaw meowed with a purr of amusement. "Stormstar isn't that great at naming."

Cassie chuckled. "I was thinking of Littlepaw, since I'm small."

Cherrypaw nodded. "That would be good, only there's already a 'Little' in RainClan. You'd have to come up with something else." She turned to Seaspray. "Did you think of anything?"

Seaspray shrugged. "Maybe something with the word 'swift' in it, since I'm fast."

Cherrypaw nodded. "I guess that'd suit you."

"Why don't you eat something?" Feather questioned.

Cherrypaw shrugged. "I'm not that hungry," she replied. "I'll eat in the morning."

Feather nodded and went back to eating. Cherrypaw got to her paws and left the others to talk amongst themselves. She padded over to Dustcloud and Harriet, who were snoozing together under some ferns. She curled up next to them and rest her head on her paws.

I can't wait until we get home, she thought.