Wattlestar looked down on the camp, the apprentices practicing and the kits carefully imitating. Suddenly a yowl split the air as Darkmist tumbled through the enterance. Wattlestar sprang up immediately and padded over, followed closely by her deputy Nightshadow,
"What is it?" she asked, seeing no injuries on the warrior she wonders what had spooked him,
"Cats! A whole clan! On our territory! Coming this way!" He meowed when he could speak. Watrlestar's eyes widened in alarm as the cats that were drawn by curiosity started yowling in outrage and fear,
"Stop!" she yowled looking at Darkmist, "How close?" she asked urgently,
"At the far end, they look weak though" He replied getting control of himself, Wattlestar sighed with relief, because they had no competition, the territory was very large, it would take them a day and a half to reach camp,
"I will organize the attacking patrols and we will leave at dusk!" she announced letting the clan break into groups to discuss.
(That's the beginning, cats may talk but no one is to go near the clans

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