MoorClan
Snailshell growled and reared up, hitting the rogue on the head. They were in no fit state to fight but they'd have to try.. she dodged tot he side and nipped the rogues hind leg before leaping onto it's back, raking her claws down his shoulder.

*Fangtalon*

I deflect her blows, and then shake her off my back before simply sitting down and grooming the new scratches on my back.
"I guess I deserved that one" I chuckle. My fur is sleek and well-groomed and I am well-fed and muscular, though not bulky.



*Mudstripe*

I lay on my back for a moment before rolling over and standing up. I shake the dirt out of my scruffy fur and turn to the rouge, frowning slightly.
"Do I know you....?" Something about him seems familiar to me.

MoorClan
Snailshell growled and dug her claws into the earth, not letting them see her panting from energy loss. "Get out before we rip your fur off" her fur was bristling and her back arched intimidatingly. No rogue could just come in and make themselves at home on the clans territory.

*Mudstripe*

I finally recognize the tom.
"Wait, it's alright, he came here to see me" I sigh. "This is Fangtalon, he comes from a long line of Clan cats on his fathers side. His mom was a rouge so he was raised a rouge as well. He is my half-brother actually. We haven't seen each other in a long time...." I say.

MoorClan
Snailshell forced her fur to stop bristling, but she still glared at the rogue carefully. Why did they have to start coming today? How long had they been stealing MoorClan prey? something just didn't add up..

*Fangtalon*

"I was following a pair of other rouges, figured they would lead me right too you, and I was right" I purr to Mudstripe. "Overheard them talking about you at one point, that's how I knew" I tell him.

MoorClan
Snailshell sighed "All the prey from here to four trees would've been scared off by now. We may as well head back to camp" she padded towards camp, her tail flicking slightly from annoyance, not realising she'd left the mouse behind.

*Mustripe*

I see Fangtalon looking at the mouse and I pick it up, glaring at him. He follows us back to camp along with Crowpelt and Foxflame, Crow and Fox both holding three fat rabbits each.

MoorClan
Once they got back to camp I indicated at the fresh kill pile "Since they're staying we may as well alert Stonestar." she bounded up to his den, entering and looking around she the leader.

*Mudstripe*

I sit by the prey pile with the elder and his daughter and my half-brother. Every time Fangtalon eyes the prey pile, most likely in hopes of a free meal, I glare at him until he guiltily looks away. He is the most well-fed, and he doesn't need to eat right now.