The Snow Hawk Strikes Again (Sand)

[Clemintine]

Sand

A large tom bounded across the invisible territory line that lead into MidnightClan, his eyes were narrowed slightly giving him a more evil look, his figure was intimidating as is but his eyes gave it that extra edge. The tom stood out like a kit at a gathering, his bright white pelt against the green background of the forest was a sight for your eyes, his ears were a light orange though and his eyes were blue with deep orange around his pupils. The tom parted his mouse taking in the scent of a fresh mouse, his tall figure shifted slightly as he also toke int he scent of another cat, his orange ears swiveled forward and he stood up tall glancing from side to side.

The muscles that laced his legs tensed and he wondered who it was that he was smelling, he hoped it was a Midnight patrol coming through, he hadn't got a chance to do what he came here to do.

[Sand]

A beautiful golden brown she-cat walked out of the Midnightclan camp her hawklike yellow gaze scanning the territory around her. She hadn't seen her brother for the longest time and she guess that like her sister he was dead. 'Maybe so hunting will get my mind off the past,' she thought thinking of her sister Rowanheart brought up bad memories. She could still remember her sisters death like it had happened yesterday even though it had been moons. Her sister had been killed by a falling tree branch so she rarely climbed trees any more.

The she-cats eyes narrowed in something lime contempt when she caught the scent of Stormclan. 'Those cats trying to invade us,' she thought already jumping to the worse conclusion. Narrowing her eyes she dropped into a crouch and stalked forwards using the undergrowth to conceal her she stalked forwards noticing a lone tom looking around. She could also smell a mouse. 'I won't let him steal prey,' she thought and sprung out of her hiding place and in front of the tom fangs bared.

"What do you think your doing here, Stormclanner," Kestrelfeather hissed glaring at the tom. She kept the tom in her sight ready in case he tried to attack her.

[Clemintine]

Snowhawk didn't flinch when the she-cat sprang out on him, he merely twitched his ears and then perked them forward staring down at her, the she-cat released a hiss and he twitched his whiskers. "Well, MidnightClanner, I was just curious as to this mouse I saw run over here from StormClan, I wasn't aware I had stepped over the line until you sprang out on me dear." His voice was calm and honest sounding, his eyes were soft and friendly. "I'm sorry if I scared you." he gave a slightly smile wondering if anything scared this she-cat, Snowhawk looked over the MidnightClan cat and noticed she was very tense, he figured she was ready in case he threw himself at her and tried to rip her throat out. He couldn't help but wander if she could even stop him if he did try to kill her.

The tom twitched an ear and let his gaze return to her face, he bowed his head showing respect for her "I meant your Clan no harm, I mean you no harm."

[Sand]

Kestrelfeather watched the tom noticing that he didn't even seem scared. 'He is trespassing on Midnightclan territory, he should be more worried,' she thought. When he explained himself she narrowed her eyes but suddenly she smiled though the smile didn't reach her eyes. "Oh...a mouse, well you should pay attention wouldn't want you to get hurt," she meowed her face suddenly emotionless. 'Why am I talking to him?' she asked herself and looked at him.

When he said something about scaring her she scoffed. "Me scared? Please I don't fear anything," the she-cat meowed the tip of her tail twitching. She had long legs which was a trait that ran in her family but when she was sitting it wasn't as easy to tell. She had relaxed her muscles though she still kept her gaze on him. She wasn't sure if she could trust him she had a hard time trusting cats when she first met them.

"That's good to know," Rowanheart meowed a little bit bluntly. "I'm sure my clan would shred you and your clan mates if you tried anything," she meowed. "Who are you anyway?" she asked keeping her eyes fixed on the tom.