Darkness was starting to fall across the forest. A pair of cats were slinking through the darkening clearing when they heard a mouse in the brush nearby. A dark grey she-cat crept silently up behind the mouse and then pounced, and broke the little animals neck. She brought the mouse to her friend to share. "This is a really good mouse." Fierceheart mewed after taking a quick bite. "What do you think Swiftclaw?" she said. "Its great!" she meowed happily. They walked along the Slateclan boarder when suddenly Swiftclaw smelled something strange on Rockclans side of the boarder. "Lets finish our patrol then we can head back to camp. Wait...do you smell that? It smells like...Slateclan?" She exclaimed. "What in the bright moon are they doing on OUR side of the boarder?" Fierceheart hissed, her fur starting to stand on end. "Look!" Swiftclaw said nosing her way into a bramble bush. "They caught prey. But they only had a bite or two of it! Those flea bags don't honor the lives they take." She said angrily. "Well, who do we have here?" said a rough voice. Out from behind a tall oak tree a brown and white tabby with small ears slunk out from behind the tree. "What are you doing here Snakefang?" growled Fierceheart. "Oh, just taking a little stroll through Slateclans new territory." He said nonchalantly while staring her in the eye. "What are you talking about? This has been Rockclans territory for moons! We won't give up our land without a fight you mangy old toad eater!" she hissed back. "Besides, we have you outnumbered two to one. You had better back off. We don't want any trouble." Fierceheart said as Swiftclaw moved in beside her giving the enemy a watchful glare. Fierceheart glanced back to make sure Swiftclaw was in position to fight if necessary. "Oh...do you really think I would come unarmed?" Snakefang said scathingly. Then suddenly six more cats sprang out from behind a thicket near by where the tom was standing. "What are you going to do about me now? Go home. If you let us take this area of land then you won't ever have a problem with Slateclan again. Is it a deal?" he sat back on his haunches waiting for their reply. Fierceheart looked back at Swiftclaw. Swiftclaw gave a tiny shake of her head then at the same time they both yowled one word: "NEVER!" and they both dove straight for Snakefang.