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Blackthorn padded into the forest. He sniffed the air for prey and scented a squirrel not far off. He dropped into the hunters crouch and headed off towards the smell. He spotted the squirrel nibbling on a seed. He tensed his muscles and prepared to leap. He bolted towards the squirrel and sunk tried to sink his teeth into it. But then he realized that there was nothing there. He stopped. The smell was still there. When he looked over he saw. A gray she-cat. Her long fur and green eyes dazzled him. Despite that he snarled and crouched down preparing to defend his territory.
"You wanted this." She said as she threw it onto the ground. Blackthorn growled.
"What are you doing in Shadowclan territory!?" He hissed. She flicked her tail and walked over to him.
"A girl has to eat, no?" She purred.
"Find your own territory!" He snarled. She walked around him and let her tail go under his chin.
"I need to have somewhere to go, and this place is perfect." She whispered in his ear. Blackthorn sat un-phased.
"Leave our territory or will make you." He spat. She seemed surprised for a moment. Then she purred.
"But why, your just one cat?" She meowed coyly. Blackthorn whirled around and slashed the she-cats face. She jumped away in shock. Blood was leaking from the side of her face. She shook her fur and smiled at him. Then she bolted away.
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