You followed your mentor onward. Your paws ached from walking. After step after step, you couldn't stop your mind wondering to the apprentice. His grey tabby pelt shining in the sunlight, his warm amber eyes...you shook yourself. He was in a different clan. He was an enemy. 

You saw the Flowerplace and the Tallgrass. Both good places for hunting. You dodged the Hawkhill, you didn't want to get carried away. Finally, you reached where you were headed. It was nearly night by the time you reached it. It was the Stoneclan border. A ditch. It was a bit disappointing really. "See the those tunnels?" Emberspirit asked, angling her ears at a hill littered with holes, "That's where Stoneclan live and sometimes hunt. Their territory is the tunnels, the hill and a bit of the area around it. They blend in well in their territory.".

"So they look like stones?". You meant it as a joke, but your mentor just nodded.

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