Oakenclan
Smokeclaw sighed. "Alright," she said, knowing there wasn't enough food for the whole clan that night. She turned and followed the kit, glad she was excited. "It's exciting, isn't it?"

Cloverclan
"That's good, we need kits," said Stormpaw, trying not to jump when he heard a stick snap.

Marshclan
Pinefur sniffed the ground again. "No, it's headed into the Cloverclan's territory," he said. He was relieved, but worried it would come back. He also knew the other clan would be just as weak as the Marshclan.

Oakenclan
The kit meows happy. "I wonder what my name will be! I hope it's good!"

Cloverclan
"But their not from our clan..." Tribalpaw adds. "I heard their father is Riverstar."

Marshclan
Mosspaw relaxes some. "Good we can't fight it off."

Oakenclan
Stormclaw smiles. "I'm sure it will be good. The clan has named many, many cats," she meows, walking over to a rock in the sun and stretching out to lie down,

Cloverclan
"Really?" Stormpaw asks, his nervousness growing as he smelled the fox again.

Marshclan
"We'll have to keep an eye on this border though," Pinefur said, growling in annoyance.

Oakenclan
The kit watches laying down as well, but she found that sleep would not come to her, for her mind raced. She kept thinking back to the home she would have, to the family.

Cloverclan
Tribalpaw nods. "Yes, Dullstar said it herself." The Tom stops speaking. "I think the fox may still be around here..."

Marshclan
Mosspaw gulps. "Alright..." He meows afraid.

Cloverclan
"Should we wait, or attack it first?" Stormpaw asked. The one thing he didn't want to do was stay there waiting.

Marshclan
Pinefur looks back at Mosspaw. "Don't worry, you're not going to fight it," he said, glaring in the direction the fox had gone.

Cloverclan
Tribalpaw paw shakes his head. "We will have to go around, the last thing we need is to fight a fox being as weak as we are." The tom growls. "Come one we will have to hunt in the main field."

Marshclan
Mosspaw cringes still knowing that they would die if the fox came back

Cloverclan
"I just hope it doesn't return," Stormpaw says, and turns around, trotting away towards the field.

Marshclan
Pinefur turns. "Let's head back," he says, not wanting to be near the border if the fox is going to come back. He sniffs the air one last time before turning to head back to camp.

Cloverclan
Tribalpaw follows sniffing one last time. "Stop!" He meows suddenly hunkering down. "The fox, it's still here..."

Marshpaw
Mosspaw quickly follows his mentor before stopping. "Did you hear that?" He meows, his ears perked

Cloverclan
Stormpaw freezes, and hunches down under a huge bush. He sniffed the air, and his tail bristles. He tenses, ready to run or fight,

Marshclan
Pinefur stops, and whirls around, his ears pricked. "Yes," he replies, growling softly.

Cloverclan
Tribalpaw crouches, hearing the fox move closer. "Get ready to fight..." Her growls his claws out.

Marshclan
Mosspaw could see the fox heading for the Cloverclan cats. "We should help them! They don't stand a chance with that fox!"