Trazalar crouched down, trying to scent a juicy mouse, or perhaps a bird. She was familiar with the forest near her home. Her foster parents were a family of 3 twolegs. Trazalar was a little apalled at this idea, since she was a proud rogue named Stripe. But since she was a little underfed (and really didn't have a choice), Trazalar let the twolegs take her in, although she never returned from her rogue ways. She wouldn't eat the dry pellets that the twolegs gave her, so Trazalar often came to this forest to hunt. Suddenly, Trazalar saw a very strange cat. It wasn't a rogue, since they had a different scent, or a kittypet like her because the cat didn't have the soft ring of cloth around it's neck.

The blue-sliver cat spoke, "This is StoneClan territory, idiot kittypet! Get off!"