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Thunderstorm was out hunting on his first solo hunt. If his hunt was successful, he was pretty sure that his leader Sunflight would give him his warrior name. The dark and white tom almost laughed at how excited he was to change his name again. What a silly thing to be this excited about. He knew deep down that it was more about being fully accepted into the clan than it was about having a warrior name but feeling like a kit making his first catch over a name still made him smile.
It had taken him a few moons to find Treeclan and a few more to settle into clan life. After all the drama that had transpired in TreeClan recently, his life as a kittypet felt far behind him. Thunderpaw rarely even thought of those 'dark days' anymore. Having managed to catch one decent sized bird already, the large tom was feeling pretty good about himself. The bird was buried a ways back and he was nearing the TreeClan boarder in pursuit of a squirrel when a sudden storm had rolled up on him.
A loud crack of thunder sent him down his current tree to the ground below. The prey he'd been hunting fled and he cursed his luck. He let out a disappointed sigh. Then the smells hit him. Freshly marked TreeClan scents marking the territory seemed all around him. He hadn't noticed it in the trees and must run right into the boarder without realizing it. He cursed his luck again. There was no chance of catching that squirrel now unless he wanted to risk hunting outside of the territory, which he did not. He knew that was a sure way to get kicked out of the clan, or at the very least punished in some way that he did not want to find out.
The forest grew darker and another roll of thunder cracked overhead. Flattening himself down to the ground, he caught the fear scent of another cat nearby. Probably a loner as the scent seemed to be coming from somewhere past his clans boarder, but not on the side they shared with StoneClan. Thunerpaw knew he should scurry back to camp but there was something familiar about the scent. A feeling stirred inside him, craving, almost nostalgic. Creeping slowly, he moved through the bushes towards the smell of the other cat.
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