Goldpelt was lazily rasping his tongue over blueheart's neck. The two toms were sunning themselves in a warm spot near the entrance to the camp. The clan is at peace. Well Was.. A loud crashing sound came from outside. Everyone looked over to where the sound came from. A white Tom with red eyes and a scar over one came bursting through the hedges. His fur was fluffed up and his eyes were in slits. He was obviously terrified. " I need help!" He yowled. Yellownose came stalking up, sniffing the newcomer. He snarled, unsheathing his claws. "He smells like another clan!" Instantly the other cats bristled and growled. "Wait" Bladestar said, jumping down from her nest. "Who are you and why are you here?" She asked. "M-my names Redstorm. I'm from Bullclan..." (see what I did there
🙃) "why have you come for our help?" Bladestar continued. "I-it's Glasstar! H-he's coming to attack you're clan!" Redstorm panted. "WHAT!!" Greenpelt shrieked. "...well if a fight he wants..It's a fight he'll get!"