Almondfeather skuttled over dried up leafs from the branches of the oak tree  as I prepared jumped obranches from above. I was branch skipping towards the fleeing squirrel. 

" Mouse dung!" I cursed as I watched in frustration squirrel I was chasing cross the Dashclan border. 

A patrol arrived and killed my squirrel  I hissed in anger as a Dashclan apprentice, brown and white tom paused and leaned forward, just enough to hiss a taunt. 

A single snarl popped out of his mouth and it said " Weak "

I gave my tail one  lash  as a wave of powerful fury blazed thourgh within a single heartbeat  I braced myself for the attack. How dare he threaten me.