I broght the rabit to a tree where I dug a hole, and beried it "good," I said, "no one will find it here" then I smelled something, something other than thunder clan cats, shadow clan, but more than one, and one was comeing here, by his sent I knew is was just one of there warriers, and not one I had anythig agensed, exept the part of him being in shadow clan "what are you doing here?" I asked, not even faceing him, "hunting," he replied in his old graspy voice, I could tell it was brokenfoot* "owr food sorce has almost run out, and we disided to come here and hunt."
"well this isn't your teratory, nor is it even the rite time to ask me to fight, which you abvusly are" I replied....
* a strong shadow clan warrier, with a sour swolen paw