"I'm going to look for herbs, alright, Risingstar?" I asked my clan leader.
"Are you taking anyone with you?" she asked.
"No, I'll be fine. It's not like I'm going to wander into FireClan territory or anything," I replied, bounding out of camp. I'd been using this excuse to get away by myself so I could go visit my twolegs. I didn't know it was wrong. Risingstar hadn't told us that part of the warrior code yet.
I ran along the newly made LeafClan border. They were much friendlier than the clan on our other side, FireClan. The second they set their borders, they started acting like they owned the entire forest. Their leader, Hawkfire, refused to go by the warrior code and get her nine lives and leader name from Moonperch. The LeafClan leader, Mudstar, was much nicer. She had even offered us hunting rights in her territory, but Risingstar had refused. Their clan was much larger than ours.
I got to the Twolegplace. My twolegs lived in a nest at the very edge of Twolegplace. I sat at the door and meowed until they opened it, making their odd twoleg noises. I didn't know what it meant, but I knew it was something good. I walked over to a bowl of food and started eating. The food tasted like nothing, but it had been a hard leafbare, so I was greatful for it. After a while, I wandered over to my old bed and fell asleep.
I woke as early-morning sun streamed in through the window.
Oh, no! I thought. I slept too long!
I dove for the door, meowing and scratching desperately. One of my twolegs opened it, and I raced outside.
"Mouse dung!" I yelled to the world. They would be looking for me by now.
I charged through TigerClan territory, stopping only to pick a few herbs. And then I smelled it: FireClan.