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Spottednose shook his head. "Persistant fellows, aren't they?"

"Oh yes," meowed Streamflower. "They believe the Sunningrocks are theirs."

Spottednose snickered. "Wow, I never knew the RiverClan was so mouse-brained."

Firestreak looked up to see a rabbit running his way. He stood, getting into a pouncing position. Firestreak's tail swished back and forth, watching as the rabbit neared, ready to pounce if it came any closer...

"Hard to believe, isn't it," Lightfrost meowed humorously as he began circling the tall gray rocks, searching for RiverClan scent. Streamflower laughed quietly, rubbing against the rocks to strengthen ThunderClan's hold over this piece of land.

Shadowstar was gaining on the rabbit, stretching her neck forward to grasp her prey in her jaws. She pounced, bowling the rabbit over and fastening her teeth in its neck, breathing heavily from the chase. When she lifted her head and stared down at the rabbit that had cost her so much time, she realized she was not alone. She switched her gaze to the dark gray tom and meowed, "Long time no see, Firestreak."

Spottednose began rubbing the rocks as well, purring, "Ahhh, I love this part."

Shadowstar.... Firestreak meowed to himself, not expecting to see the clan leader herself. I see you've got yourself a nice rabbit... he mewed, relaxing slightly, sitting on the soft ground. I actually thought food was coming to me...Ah well... Firestreak meowed, smiling faintly, ignoring the fact that he was still in Thunderclan territory.

Shadowstar sat up and stared at Firestreak curiously, letting out a purr of amusement. "So what brings you back here, Firestreak?" she mewed, arching her back in a stretch.

Lightfrost laughed quietly, pricking his ears as a soft splash sounded from the river. he turned his head in that direction and meowed, "RiverClan warriors, five of them."

Streamflower tensed, a growl building in the back of her throat. If these RiverClan cats had come for a fight, they could have one!

Spottednose hissed, "Great, just when I was getting comfortable!"

The lead RiverClan warrior leaped onto Lightfrost, caterwauling a challenge as he lunged for the ThunderClan tom's throat. Lightfrost kicked the tom off and bounded after him, pinning the warrior before he could get up.

Two she-cats had Streamflower cornered against one of the boulders. The ThunderClan warrior was doing her best to fight them both off, but it was clearly a losing battle for her.

I'm a loner...I wander from place to place...No real reason... Firestreak meowed, his tail twitching slightly. Hows the clan holding up?

The two other RiverClan warriors attacked Spottednose, but he easily knocked them away with a flurry of claw swipes, before running in to help Streamstar. He tackled one cat, pinning it.

"The Clan is doing well, considering it's nearly leaf-fall," Shadowstar meowed. "Though RiverClan has been trying to reclaim Sunningrocks more than usual...their new leader must be very ambitious." It was well-known that the previous leader had lost his last life to greencough.

"Thanks," Streamflower meowed, slashing the other RiverClan warrior's muzzle with her claws, sending the she-cat running.

Lightfrost, meanwhile, was locked in battle with a well-muscled RiverClan tom. The two were well-matched, neither backing down or giving any sign of weakness.

Spottednose meowed, "Hey, it's my job! We Warriors have to stick together, you know." He kicked his opponent away, who quickly ran off.

RiverClan... Firestreak hissed, shaking his head slightly. Was chased out by their border patrol not too long ago...It seems their new leader is not a friendly one... he mewed, smirking at the she-cat.

Name: SaberClaw
Age: 3 seasons
Gender: Male
Clan: Shadow Clan
Rank: Deputy
Personality: Loyal to his Clan and freinds. He distrusts the other Clans and perfers not to talk to them.
Description: A black Tom with dark Ginger stripes, as with all Shadow clan cats, he perfers to hunt at night and is extremly stealthy

"Yes..." Shadowstar mewed thoughtfully. "Reminds me of Whitethroat..." Her eyes widened slightly. If Whitethroat was the new leader of RiverClan, it was bad news for WindClan, ThunderClan and ShadowClan.

Streamflower laughed. "True." She watched as Lightfrost finally scored his claws down his opponent's shoulder and gave the RiverClan tom a warning bite. It was enough to send the warrior running for home.

Spottednose meowed, "Nice job, Lightfrost!" He turned to Streamstar. "Never mess with our Deputy, eh?"

You really think Whitethroat is their new leader? Firestreak mewed, shaking his head in disbelief. But...clan life is not my life anymore...I wish ThunderClan the best of luck... he meowed, smiling faintly.

ShadowStripe pawed the air out of boredom having nothing better to do. He did it again then rembered the mouse in front of him. It was standing there, in front of a small bush, nibbling away like crazy on a stem of a new plant and had tiny teeth-marks all over it because the mouse, holding a rather thick stem...