Gingerpaw felt a jolt of apprehension as she lifter her paws to cross the Waterclan border. As if he sensed her hesitation, Featherstar's head turned towards her. "Keep pace, Gingerpaw." he told her. "Remember, we'll try to avoid a fight. Don't be nervous."
Gingerpaw nodded her understanding.
The five cats had nearly reached the Waterclan camp, judging by the strong fish-cat smell, when an outraged voice screeched, "Featherstar! Get out of our territory!" Gingerpaw whirled to see Whitefoot, the Waterclan deputy, and three other cats glaring at her and her clanmates.
"Peace, Whitefoot." Mewed Featherstar gently. "We wish to talk with Pondstar."
"She won't welcome you." Whitefoot spat. "Not after you crossed our borders. Do our scent marks mean nothing to you?"
"Well," Featherstar replied cooly. "Pondstar is not welcome to the Sunstones either, but she seems to have no problem with trespassing on Treeclan territory.
Whitefoot looked as it she was going to chase the Treeclan cats all the way back to their camp. Gingerpaw wanted to crouch down under the white warrior's fierce amber gaze, but she forced herself to stand tall.
"Fine," Whitefoot spat. "Come."
Escorted on all sides by a Waterclan warrior, Gingerpaw, Featherstar, Thrushtail, Sandycreek and Willowfur padded towards the Waterclan camp.
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Gingerpaw
RomanceA feral cat, born and raised in Treeclan, looks all set to become the perfect warrior that her clan needs to protect them from harsh seasons and deadly rivalries. She has a mother, father, sister, and a best friend who hopes to someday be her mate...
