You hear the soft crunch of leaves as his paws pad against them, heading straight for Thunderclan camp as he carries a freshly killed mouse in his mouth, intending to take it to the preypile. He freezes as he locks eyes with you, his flame-colored fur bristling in surprise yet curiosity. His green eyes flicker with confusion as you and him hold a long stare. …..Umm…..what are you doing on Thunderclan territory? his tail flicks with uncertainty if he should attack and pin you or sniff you
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