The sound of snow was rustling as you were hunting in the river, her claws out as you caught a small fish. You sighed and started to walk away when you growled and glared at your gash. 'Ugh. Stupid leg...' you thought as you kept walking. You laid down in a den when suddenly a shadow appeared. You got your claws out when a small light brown tom came in, he looked skinny and sickly so you retreated your claws. "Who are you and what are you doing in [Clan] Territory?" He asked in a stern voice. You hiss. "Their Territory? We been here long before them." You spat. Chiveear looked surprised and looked at the gash. "May I see how that happened?" He asked. You grunted. "Fine but don't try anything." You growled and closed your eyes. You slept for hours but woke to Chiveear giving you prey and seeing your gashed leg. "Wh..." You muttered as Chiveear dipped his head. "Oh and I'm Chiveear by the way." He dipped his head. "I must go bye!" Chiveear said and tan out as you softly smiled at it.