I'm bored, so I'm doing this. It isn't a good chapter by the way...

"Can you get me out of here?" I asked, knowing that I would be either chased off or captured. I would most likely be captured because I was in no condition to fight or run away. Lucky me! They saved my pelt! Now I owed a debt to them. My eyes flickered back and forth, trying to find some way that I could escape.

Luck was on my side again. As we were crossing a twoleg bridge, I jumped into the river. Of course, they didn't expect me to know how to swim. My fluffy fur stuck to my sides, making me look pitch black. I took this as my chance to escape. I climbed out of the river and started to sprint towards a field area. I was met by three more cats.

I groaned. I was so lucky. First, I get belly-deep in mud. Then I get saved by fish-breaths, owing them my life, then I jump into the river to wash off the mud and escape. I hate water! Now I'm meeting rabbit-munchers?

"You're in our territory, rogue scum!"

"Seriously?" I managed to talk back to them, "I'm a loner! Geez, why won't any cat get that?" They paid no attention to my comment. I hissed angrily at them. These cats were so self-centered! They didn't think about a loners' life at all!

These cats were fast, but with my past, I was way faster. I skidded to a halt and ducked, making a few cats trip over my usually small body. Leaving them dazed and confused, I went back into this so-called 'Thunderclan' territory. Racing past enemy warriors in a breeze, I reached the Thunderpath. A bright red monster was heading down it. Without hesitation, I raced across as far as I could before leaping to the other side. When I thought I could be left in peace, I saw three new cats.

I sighed, "I give up. I've been running from cats all day."

He growled, "Sure. You don't look tired."

"I am. I jumped into a river after being captured by fish-breaths when I got stuck in mud, swam to shore, raced into a field where waiting cats were, then I raced back into that forest and was ambushed by a lot of those cats and I jumped across the Thunderpath, and now I'm here."

A cat sniffed my pelt. "She's telling the truth," the tracker meowed, surprised. "There is traces of mud, fish, water, and Windclan scent."

The first cat growled, "You're lucky this time. Our leader is nicer than the others, but that'll change when I'm leader."

I frowned, "You don't look like a Beta to me."

"Beta?" All three cats looked at me, completely confused.

"Second-in-command," I explained quickly, once again accidentally giving my personal information away.

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Branchpelt's POV

The brown tabby couldn't get that cat, 'Reckless', out of her head. She was strange, but a good type of strange. She was adventurous, but caring. She basically followed the warrior code even if she had never heard of the clans.

Why was she so appealing to him? Was it because...no, that would be impossible. Cats save his fur all the time. Maybe it's because...okay, that's even more unlikely. He kept listing the possible outcomes in his head.

Snowfrost came into the medicine cats' den, "How are you feeling today, Branchpelt?"

"Fine." He answered, half-awake.

He smiled, "That cat, right? She is an interesting one. She also is great with herbs. Who scratched you so badly?"

Branchpelt answered with half-a-mind, "That cat did."

Snowfrost blinked, and closed his eyes, sitting down next to Branchpelt, "It's like she follows the warrior code without even knowing it." Branchpelt looked at Snowfrost in surprise. He had come to the same conclusion that Branchpelt had. He sighed, "She seems amazing. To be honest, if I was a warrior, I would have been greatly attracted to her. I still am, but I must put my own feeling away for the good of the clan."

"You're telling me this?"

The wise, old medicine cat chuckled, "A blind kit could see it. You're in love, Branchpelt."

Branchpelt spat defensively, "I'm not! I've never shown any interest in-"

"Until she came along. What did you say her name was again?"

"Reckless. I doubt it's her real name though. She seemed conflicted when she told me." Branchpelt answered, bristling, annoyed with the medicine cat greatly.

Whitepaw came into the medicine cats' den with a pile of herbs. She put them down gently before turning to Branchpelt, "So, I bet you're wondering what I thought of her?"

Branchpelt reluctantly nodded. Were his emotions that easy to read?

"She seemed to care about you, deep down. I guess that's what happens when you care for someone for days."

"That's enough. You're gonna make me turn insane and Snowfrost is just going to use this new information against me and tease me even more." Branchpelt said quickly, wanting her to shut up. Her eyes flickered mischievously, but she kept her mouth shut.

Actually, she said something different. Rolling her eyes in mock annoyance, she purred in amusement, "I love when siblings fight."

Branchpelt and Snowfrost corrected her, "He's my half-brother!" I guess they didn't want to be known to be brothers. Their reputations were at stake here!

The brown tom heard a yowl from outside, "My fellow clanmates, we have found the rogue that has healed our clanmate! She has entered Shadowclan territory! She has been captured. Since she has saved one of us, we will save her! We attack a dawn!"

Branchpelt seemed surprised. That cat had been able to dodge patrols for so long and she just got captured? Wow, this cat was strange.

Yeah. I have no idea what I'm doing XD

~Caio

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