The warrior was awakened by a rustling near him. Stretching and scenting he smelled a unfamiliar scent, he couldn't exactly pinpoint to what this scent was. Deciding to investigate his early-morning intruder, the warrior stalked up to the bush and sent out a warning growl to who or what ever was there.
From behind the bush with the rustling sound came a dainty she- cat that had the bluest eyes you've ever seen. Her pelt was silky and long and was perish white with what looked like a tint of silver around her tail and paw.
The warrior backed up defensively with hackles raised and all. What was she doing here, no one was ment to be here. That's why he'd come here originally to get away. He was not going to put up with this other cat in his area. He had worked hard to claim this spot and he wasn't going to give it up.
He challenged her by waving his tail to and fro, a common gesture around these parts for a battle. She recognizing his movements leap at him with claws unsheathed,and swatted at his rear hind legs. The warrior countered by turning around and aiming a bite at her extended paw. It worked! She backed away limping on three paws. She recognized a battle that couldn't be won and slowly slunk back into the cover of the trees.
Not regretting his decision to fight the she-cat, the warrior decided to hunt while now awake.