I kind of had to write this story. "My" cat (a cat who won't leave my window in the kitchen alone) is a loner, so I wrote what would happen if she met the Clans.

Prologue

The white and black cat came to the window ledge before her. She saw the face smiling back at her that she saw each and every day.

If you're going to smile then the least thing you could do is let me in! The cat thought angrily as she noticed the face walk away. Her amber eyes blared as she waited, the human returned. "Yet me in!" she mewed, both paws pounding on the window.

The human waved to the cat, her face full of shame.

"What are you waiting for those twolegs for? They'll never feed you." a ginger cat poked her head out of the bushes.

"Maybe you're wrong. Yesterday she fed me a full bowl of salmon." The black and white cat licked her lips as she thought of the past treasure.

"I know a group of people who'll take you in, during this moon."

"They'll let me in by winter, I know it, they'll never leave a cat out in the snow."

"And now you have to freeze in the rain." The ginger she-cat replied.

"Well they like me, they sometimes feed me, and they've named me too."

"What? Some kittypet name?" the she-cat guessed.

"Domino,"

"Domi-what?"

"It's a type of human game. They play it with these pieces called "dominoes". From the backside I look like one, but they're smaller and square." The black and white cat turned around and there were two black spots that splattered her white fur.

"Uh-huh, kittypet name. My father was a kittypet so I'll sympathize with you. Come with me, you can meet my Clan."

"You're what? I'd rather wait for twolegs I know will let me with them eventually. You're "Clan" won't let me join them."

"We've let kittypets join us. My father won't mind a loner – even if she relies on twolegs."

"Maybe, sure, let's go." Domino hopped down from the ledge and followed the ginger cat to where her life would change.