Me and Sunshine set off early the next morning, very quiet. The trek was fairly easy, but hut in was harder. Sunshine was beginning to get frustrated, because I can't hunt. I honestly don't blame her though.

By sunset, we had entered Twolegplace. It didn't take very long, to find a place to stay. It was an alleyway with many boxes and cans, we chose one that was partially hidden, and we curled up for the night.

The next day, we quickly learn not to cross an alleycat. Sunshine and me were trying to find some scraps, and had found some very good ones, apparently called chicken, when a dark grey Tom with green eyes growled at us. "Go away!" He said. "This is my trash heap." I tried to ask him what a trash heap was, but he chased us away, and warned us he would scratch us next time. Although, we'd eaten enough to be satisfied. Sunshine seemed content, but I wasn't. I could smell lots of cats, some closer than we thought.

The very next day, I met a Tom named Storm. We had gone to a different pile, looking for scraps, when along game Mr. green eyes.

"I thought I told you stay away from here!" He hissed, flexing his claws. I was angry, this was a different place!

"Well I don't see your name on it!" I retorted. He hissed, and pounced. I panicked, but did a nice move I saw one of the other alleycats do, and sidestepped him. He growled, his tail lashing. I jumped forward, and scratched his nose, in return I got a serious nick in the ear. I was just about to try and bite him, when along came another Tom, a younger one. He was a brown and light brown tabby, with light green eyes.

"Thistle, what are you doing?" He asked in a calm voice.

"This little mangy She-cat was eating out of my scrap heap." He hissed in reply. Before the new Tom could reply I muttered,

"I had no idea you owned the world." I got a nice blow to the face. I grimaced,

"I guess I did ask for that." Green eyes was still glaring at me.

"Thistle, they're new, they didn't know, did you ?" The young Tom said. I nodded quickly.

Thistle hissed, and stormed off. I rubbed my cheek, it was very sore.

The Tom smiled, "Hello, my name is Storm."