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For StoneClan Cats - Please roll 1d20 to see if you catch prey while you're over the border! If you roll a 10 or higher, you successfully catch your prey!))
Snarlpaw had been searching for a way to prove herself to the leaders of StoneClan for a while. Initially when she joined, she thought she was doing them a favor - after all, she was bringing new cats into their small Clan and all three cats were strong and capable of surviving the wild, so surely they would thrive in a Clan environment. However, as the Clan continued to grow, accepting more and more loners and kittypets into their fold, it was as though some tension had begun to rise. Were the leaders regretting their decision? Thus, came the need to prove herself and not just herself, but to bring all other cats who had joined as an outsider or as 'strays' as she overheard their deputy, Skysong calling them.
Last moon, she'd tried to show off her skill in battle, only to get beaten down by a goose of all ridiculous creatures. Worse yet, she'd gotten an earful about responsibility and the need to think of your Clanmates before yourself. Fine, they wanted her to think of something to benefit the entirety of StoneClan? She could do that.
Now, she had a different plan in mind. There were more mouths to feed in StoneClan? They didn't want to overhunt in the river and have a shortage of prey come the cooler months? Well then, she'd gather up a band of like-minded cats and go hunting where there was no shortage of prey: in TreeClan's woods.
"TreeClan doesn't ever come down from their branches." She'd whispered to Flashpaw, one of their newest Clanmates.
"I've seen fat mice and voles laying around in the sun, no worry for being hunted." She mewed to Yarrowbloom, a warrior who had joined as a loner.
"You've been here for seasons and haven't gotten your warrior name yet; I bet if you bring back so much prey, you'll have to get your warrior name in thanks." She told Twistpaw, who had been there even longer than Snarlpaw had.
"We'll be quick about it. There's no river border to cross; we'll just dash across the scent borders, catch the prey and run back. We'll be back before anyone will notice we're gone." She had told them all as they started off. It was just before dawn's light to the border between the two Clans.
"After this, Skysong and Sunseer will have to acknowledge us." She mewed with a purr and she crept to the border and then, looking over her shoulder at the other three patrol members with a smile, turned and crossed over the invisible line.
Immediately once she passed over, a mouse wandered lazily into her view and she crouched down and jumped at it. They weren't even at the treeline, yet prey seemed ready to be eaten. She grinned around her catch - this ought to put a smile on even Skysong's grumpy face!