The kitpelt

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    "oh that is no problem for me" Blackpaws turnes her head to make sure she has a could veiw of the sound around her.

    Spicefern glared. "If you let a trespasser eat our prey, I'll report you," she meowed before stalking away, further into the ThunderClan territory. She didn't care if she was rude, but she did care about cats breaking the warrior code, the code that had kept the pro-Clans together for moons upon moons.

    "Hmm well then i guess we are going to have to eat somewher else sadly"
    Blackpaws look at Aotumnwhisker with a sad exprecion on her face.
    "Ok let's keep walking"

    Later on that day Blackpaws feels like she has been walking for 3 hours so they must be out of the Thunderclan territory now.
    "Do you think we are out of the territory?" Blackpaws asked Aotumnwhisker.

    Autumnwhisker sniffed the air and looked Blackpaw. "Blackpaw, I can smell Riverclan!"

    Blackpaws was speech less, she couldn't say anything else then "yaa!".
    They have had a hard time but they managed.
    "At least here we can eat, right?"