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Barrenfrost was at the border trying to tempt some FallClan cats to walk onto WinterClan's side. He wanted a fight and he wanted cats he could take back as prisoners to WinterClan. Not that Diamondstar condoned these actions, but it was a bad habit he had privileged himself to doing. Currently he was trying to bait out some FallClan cats, he could smell them, he knew they were lurking around.
"You guys are so fragile over there, can't even take an ounce of snow I bet. Why don't you come over here, I bet you couldn't stand ten seconds let alone the life time I'm at. That's why you'll always fall short to WinterClan," He teased from WinterClan's border.
Darkwily had been hunting on his own when he heard yowling across the forest. He slunk deep into the shadows, his striped yellow fur blending well with the mottled territory of FallClan. His steely eyes glared forward. A WinterClan cat yowled across the forest, seemingly at nobody. But he knew he was tempting FallClan warriors into an unnecessary fight.
"What is that pitiful yowling? Is there a lost kit around?" he said, looking around as if he wasn't sure where it was coming from. Suddenly he glared at the other tom. "Oh, it's just a WinterClan cat on another Clan's territory. How typical. Are you lost, kittypet?" he asked.
