"Look, kid. I don't want a fight. Put your fur down, for goodness sakes. Don't try any of that talk in the mansion. You'll get you fur clawed off."
She snorted at the tom, but stayed quiet. Her friends warning signal had not been missed by her.
"As for you, I would be honored. The mansion is a place for cats to stay. I warn you, though, she-cats are only allowed outside if they have a very good reason. Well... now its toms too. Most she-cats are kit-bearers, but you can chose what job you like, or have Columbine chose it for you. Columbine is our leader. You might wonder what's our purpose, and thats... we oppose that clans."
Freepaw stilled at his last words and her fur slowly bristled. Was that why the air seemed to scream at her to leave, that she was in danger. That this place was a thread. She snarled, tail lashing but stopped when another cat stepped from the bushes.
"Why hello. These two cats stumbled here. I furiged we can't let them go, now that they've seen it. This one-" Flciking his tail to Freepaw, "-came from Shadowclan."
What was wrong with Shadowclan you flea bitten rogue! She bit her tounge.
" Well, since you did ask my opinion, If Freepaw went back to ShadowClan, it would spell disaster if she told the frog-eaters about OUR plans."
Frog eaters! Not stopping to think the young she-cat leaped foward, shoving her face close, "what did you say about my clan you flea bitten rogue!" she hissed. Her claws sinking into the earth before her.
She couldn't attack. She wouldn't attack....
"And if we even knew about this stupid place, trust me we would never have step foot in this rooten place!!" she snarled not bothering to step back.
OOC: omg freepaw stop! lol