Softfur stepped lightly into the forest. She is a gray and white fluffy young cat that has piercing blue eyes. Softfur had come into this forest by the lake from a faraway place on the other side of the high rocks, in the twoleg place. She lived with some cats that called themselves Blood Clan. She had heard stories about cats that worked together and lived peacefully. Blood Clan never seemed right and none of the cats welcomed her since she was a runt and had dreams about cats with stars on their pelts. No one believed that they were real or that the stars were the cats. So at long last Softfur decided to leave and find the forest cats and live with them. That brings us back to the forest. There were tall pine trees all around and a putrid smell covered the ground and air all around her, but she was used to it the twoleg place smelled of the same crow food and thunderpath. Suddenly there was a yowl from ahead, "INTRUDER!!!" Softfur spun around stunned.

"Hello guys h-h-how's the pray run…ing?" She said trying to sound friendly and using something that she heard that is what a fiery orange Tom-cat said to Blood Clan all those moons ago.

"How is the pray running! Who are you to say that?!" hissed a russet colored she-cat. "How dare you enter the territory of Shadow Clan!" the she-cat bristled.

Softfur thought to herself, this is one of the Clans I heard about that had a leader named Tigerstar who tried to bargain with Scourge.

"Russetfur calm yourself it is merely a loner, or kitty-pet." Said a very small tabby tom.

"Calm myself? Calm Myself?? There's an intruder on our territory and you expect me to calm myself? This cat should be taken to Blackstar immediately, Littlecloud!" Russetfur snarled.

"Wait, Russetfur isn't it a little much to take alone cat to Blackstar? She's only on our territory and only on the border." Said a torti she-cat, with kind eyes.

"But she might've stolen prey and our clan is already so low on it." Russetfur snapped, Littlecloud easily sniffed Softfur.

"She doesn't smell like prey, in fact she smells like twoleg place!"

"Twolegs? Then she's a kitty-pet! Get her out of here quickly! Firestar can deal with this mousedung." Softfur didn't know what to do, nor did she know any of these terms. Who is Blackstar? Firestar? Hmmm, forest cats are very confusing beings. Russetfur unsheathed her claws and began to prowl forward, then the next second she sprang at the puzzled kitty. And then, Softfur's immediate reaction was to defend her. She unsheathed her claws and dodged to the side. In the same movement. Scratching Russetfur's pelt. Next thing she knew she was fighting the she-cat. Tawnypelt and Littlecloud yowled their protests.

"Russetfur stop!"
"Quit it!" Blood was running down both their furs, Softfur's pelt was stained and matted with the red, sticky liquid. Finally, Softfur had enough, she turned and ran in the other direction.