Stormtuft uttered out a purr. "Thank you, Littlestar. This is an honor." He mewed, dipping his head. But secretly he wanted to yowl out in triumph. He knew this clan would be under his paws sooner or later. Stormtuft would be playing with them like a kit playing with a mossball. This clan would be his.

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He crept trough the moor of WindClan, leaping onto a rabbit and killing it with a swift bite to the neck. Stormtuft rolled in the moors and got up, seeing a group of cats rush to him. They've caught me! Stormtuft thought. If I act like a WindClan cat, maybe they wont suspect a thing! He smirked and waited for the cats to get here. A light brown she with cream spots padded up to him, fury blazing in her eyes."Hello, Daisystar." He heard from this she at gatherings. "Ah. Good day, warrior." The elderly she purred. He realized two other warriors were glaring at him.

Stormtuft smirked, and padded back to ThunderClan.

He put the rabbit next to the lake, and shook his fur. Stormtuft ran back to camp. "Littlestar! I went hunting, and discovered WindClan is stealing prey!"

Littlestar uttered a hiss. "Well. I'll talk to them at the next Gathering. For now, lets keep an eye out."

Stormtuft snickered. This clan would be under his paws sooner or later.