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It had all started with a very strange twoleg thing that had been noted by her allies of SummerClan. Jetstar, keen to stretch her legs and go for a bit of a wander after so long cooped up in SpringClan decided that despite the distance, she would go out and investigate.
The leader of SpringClan stopped before the strange twoleg box. It was about the height of a twoleg with enough space for maybe two of them to fit comfortably. Inside was a weird device, and the door was slightly ajar. Just enough for a cat to squeeze through, and Jetstar could hear a strange crackling noise from the device that hung from a cord.
"Strange twoleg thing," Jetstar muttered. "What in StarClan's name is it doing here?" In a vague, vague memory she recalled Twolegs using a large device they spoke into. She didn't know what it did, but she wondered if it was their way of communing with the human equivalent of the afterlife.
Of course, Hystericstar had heard similar reports about a twoleg thing. He had been meaning to ask Shieldheart to put a patrol together to investigate, but it had been postponed. Instead, while the hairless tom was out gathering herbs for his own use, he had decided to stop and take a look at it.
Just as he was getting closer to where he believed the item to be, the soft, muted voice of Jetstar reached his ears. He couldn't quite place the owner of the voice, however, having only met the other leader once, but he closed the distance anyway. "What's this?" he asked, twisted whiskers twitching as he stepped closer to both Jetstar and the strange device, his golden gaze flickering between the two.
Jetstar hummed, "It looks familiar to me, it's a twoleg thing for sure." She meowed as she moved around it poking at it curiously.
"The question is... what's it doing out here?" She muttered.
Then she realized who she was speaking to and her ear twitched. "Ah, you're of FallClan, I haven't had a chance to visit yet since taking over. But I suppose there's worse introductions than pondering over a strange twoleg thing." She said. "You're... Hystericstar correct?" She vaguely recalled seeing him at the gathering but it had been ages since her last one and she'd admittedly spent that one focused on sneering at Bloodycrow.
