A/N: Yay! Sorry for the long wait. School is being a pain in the crack.

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Plato yawned and stretched, waking up and hopping off the bed. "Where IS everyone?" he grumbled, loping downstairs in a bid for a tuna fish sandwich. Instead he found a note in a child's scrawl, clearly written by Calvin. "Went out to play Calvinball, eh? I guess they'll be back soon. In the mean time, there's plenty of time for a nice thick tuna melt!"

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Calvin opened his eyes slowly. "Ooh…..What happened?" He sat up and groggily looked around. A gray and white cat- he could smell it was a girl- and a ginger tabby with dark stripes were lying next to him. Unconcernedly, he started licking bits of leaves and sticks out of his pelt. And then it dawned on him. He stopped short and looked down at himself. "AUUUGH!"

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Runningpaw hissed in annoyance as the chaffinch she was about to catch let out an alarm call and flew away, startled by the screech that had ripped through the air a moment ago. Her brother Rowanpaw pushed through a bush, followed by their mentors, Moonflower and Rainshadow. "Are you okay?" Asked Rowanpaw, gently swishing his tail across her shoulder. "Yeah, I'm fine." replied Runningpaw. "It wasn't me." Moonflower looked troubled. "I wonder who it was. Maybe we should look." "That's fine with me." replied Rainshadow. "Come on, you two!"

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By thins time, as you would think, Sam and Hobbes were both awake. And all were talking at once. "A HOUSE CAT! Lowest of the low! Why couldn't it have been a bobcat, or a puma, or a-"Hobbes was cut off by Calvin, who had started to wail, his ears flat against his head. "What are we gonna DOOO? What are we gonna DOOO?" Sam, keeping a modicum of calm, had gone into the woods surrounding the woods about five minutes ago. She now came back with a pigeon clamped in her jaws. Putting it down, she sat and took a bite out of it. "EWW, SAM!" yelled Calvin, staring as Hobbes joined in. "That's just-" What it was, we'll never know, for the ThunderClan cats crashed in on top of them.

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Runningpaw hissed in anger. Rouges! And they had stolen ThunderClan prey too! There were three of them- a gray and white she-cat and a yellow tom, both a little bigger than her, and a HUGE ginger tabby with dark stripes, currently baring his long fangs at them." Get off our territory!" growled Moonflower, baring her teeth as well. Just when the situation seemed to be calming down, Rowanpaw launched himself onto the she-cat. "Rowanpaw, NO!" shouted Rainshadow, laying his ears flat. But it was too late. The gray cat had already raked her claws across his muzzle, and with a yowl the brawny ginger tom launched himself on Rainshadow. The fighting was what you would expect. Slashing, belly clawing, and biting.

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Sam let out a shriek as the dark brown tom launched himself at her. Rearing back, she made a fist and swiped at him. He fell back with a hiss, blood dipping from a gash in his muzzle, and Sam mentally smacked her forehead. Cat, claws, you need to reme- She was cut off by the cat landing on top of her, and got pulled back to the battle in a hurry.

Elsewhere, Calvin and Hobbes were having similar problems. Calvin and managed to claw his way on top of the ginger and white she- cat, pinning her, and was now hissing and biting at Moonflower as she rained blows on his head. Hobbes was locked in a rolling, screechy ball of fur with Rainshadow. Just as it started to seem this would never end, more cats burst out of t he bushes and into the clearing.

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Runningpaw let out a muffled sigh of relief as the patrol burst through the bushes, led by Stonestar himself! She recognized Russetclaw, Barkface, Sunfur, and Longwhisker. Then she felt the weight of the other cat get off of her, and she sprang up, hissing. The yellow tom had gotten off, he and his companions were backing up, their ears flat back, snarling at the ring of fresh ThunderClan warriors around them.

Stonestar walked up to them, his claws in. After giving them an once-over, he said to his patrol "We're taking them back to the camp" More than a few eye widened, but, the cats fell into line unquestioningly, with Sam, Hobbes and Calvin in the middle of the group.