It's 10:20 in the evening! Yay for staying up late! :p

Will woke up on the edge of a large forest. He had a massive headache, and his arm hurt. He realized that his cast was gone. He looked down at his arm, and let out a little yelp.

His arm was gone! In it's place was a slender, black leg with a paw at the end. "What the heck...?" Will whispered to himself. Slowly, he walked over to a small puddle, dreading what he would see in the surface.

He found himself looking into the amber eyes of a solid black cat.

I'm dreaming. He thought. When Horace pushed me in, I blacked out somehow. He looked around. This is really detailed for a dream.

Then something barreled into him, knocking the breath out of him and knocking him completely off his feet. He let out a small whimper as he landed on his broken, er..leg.

His attacker landed on top of him. He heard a voice say, "You thought you could trespass on ThunderClan territory? Well you were-" The voice stopped suddenly, realizing that Will had gone limp. Will felt a paw prod him. "You aren't de-" The voice was cut off by a loud squeal as Will threw the cat off of him.

The cat was orange, with icy blue eyes that seemed to bore into him. She shook herself as she got to her feet. "That was pretty good." She said. "For a rogue."

"Who are you?" He asked. The cat had mentioned something called, 'ThunderClan.' What was that?

"Hey, this is my territory. You'll tell me who you are first." She said.

"Fine." He said. "I'm Will."

The cat let out a little mrrow of laughter. "What kind of a name is that?" She asked.

"It doesn't matter. I told you who I am. You tell me who you are."

She was still giggling. "I'm Swiftpaw." She said matter-of-factly.

"You make fun of my name, while you have a name like Swiftpaw?" He asked, trying to get to his feet. He found he couldn't put any weight on his broken leg.

Swiftpaw noticed for the first time Will's hurt leg. "Oh my gosh!" She said. "Your leg is like, broken! You should come back to camp with me! Jayfeather, our medicine cat, will fix your leg right up! HE's blind, but he has really good senses. Not as good as Dovewing's, though. Dovewing's senses are amazing. I bet she can hear us from here!" Swiftpaw gasped. "She can hear us here! What if she's listening to us right now? What if she knows that I snuck out of camp? I'll be in so much trouble..." Swiftpaw trailed off as she looked anxiously toward Will.

Will blinked. He didn't think that it was possible for anyone to say so much in so little time.

"You're hurt, though. I have to help you." Swiftpaw nodded, as if it was decided. She turned around and started walking in the other direction. After she had taken about ten steps, she turned back to Will. "Are you coming?" She asked.

Will decided quickly and nodded to the bright orange cat. He painfully got to his feet and limped after her.