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It was a very rare occasion for Wickedshriek to step outside of MoonClan's borders, and even more rare for him to be awake during the day. The MoonClan tom gritted his teeth in frustration as the sun glared in his eye. "I hate my job," he grumbled, padding into DayClan territory with a huff. Alright, he'd arrived at his destination. Now what?
Lionpaw was running after a rabbit,when he saw another tom,from another clan in his territory.He jumped on the rabbit,killing him,then turned around to the other tom.He wasn't looking like a loner or a kittypet.He was a silver colored cat,and he smelled like a MoonClan warrior. Suddenly,Lionpaw got pretty nervous.He couldn't take on a warrior,he was just an apprentice. "Um,what are you doing here?"Lionpaw started growling."This is DayClan's territory,and you do not have any rights to be in here,so leave!"Lionpaw got really nervous.What if the big cat attacked him?What if these were his last moments before death?
Wickedshriek raised an eyebrow. "Calm down," he growled, "I'm not going to attack you, if that's what you're thinking." He didn't hit apprentices. (Not DayClan ones, anyway. MoonClan ones were fair game.) "Listen, you're from DayClan, right? I need help from someone like you. Ten, fifteen minutes maximum. Not a huge chunk of time out of your day."
Wickedshriek cleared his throat. "Thank you," he said archly, "for hearing me out. Now," he began to explain, "we have this kit in MoonClan called Glosskit. He's sweet, but kind of...well. He's a brat, plainly speaking. One of the other kits must've upset him today because he's gone and ran away, and I tracked his scent here to DayClan, which makes me think he's hiding somewhere around here, which means I have to go and find the little brat. And if I just decided to waltz in here without waiting for a DayClanner to help me I'd get yelled at," he added bitterly.
