It was another boring day in ThunderClan. Bluestar had gone out on a border patrol, and the warriors had gone out hunting. All was quiet when a earsplitting screech made everyone jump. Bluestar rushed into the camp, and demanded to see Spottedleaf. The medicine cat came out of her den, and asked,
"What do you need, Bluestar?"
"We were looking around in Twolegplace, and at an abandoned den, we found these!" Bluestar hastily replied, dropping some old pieces of paper with paw marks on them.
Spottedleaf gasped.
"I haven't seen this writing for such a long time!"
By now, the other cats in the clan noticed the conversation and began listening in.
"This writing tells of a clan of cats… named GroceryClan! It gives information of their battles and some tales told by the cats in the clan!"
The cats gasped.
"Spottedleaf," Bluestar purred, "How about you translate for us? After all, only medicine cats know this language."
Spottedleaf agreed, and began reading.