(I don't remember exactly where Swift is at but I want that pumpkin, gonna say it's closeish to SpringClan though)
Speedhawk was out hunting, SwiftClan had moved again recently, so that meant new grounds to explore. At least as long as it wasn't already claimed by another clan.

They were near the mountain clans this time, likely for the last time until leafbare passed what with how and inhospitable WinterClan's lands were and even near its borders you could feel the blustery chill. 

Speedhawk's ears pricked up as he saw a squirrel nibbling on some seeds at the base of a tree, the lithe tabby tom dropped into a crouch. But an unfortunate misstep sent the squirrel bolting. 

He ran after the squirrel at high speed, desperate to catch up to it, when all of the sudden out of nowhere a ginger tom darted out and caught it, biting it on the neck and killing it quickly. 

Speedhawk slowed down. "Hey, that was my catch." The tabby tom said eyes narrowed. 

The other tom looked up blinking. "Eh? But it's close to SpringClan territory... I didn't know SwiftClan was around,"

Speedhawk's eyes narrowed now recognizing the SpringClan scent on this tom. "I don't see why it matters, it's outside your territory meaning it's mine."

"But if it's outside my territory... and SwiftClan doesn't have a territory than how can you claim its yours?" Firefly returned.

Speedhawk let out an angry hiss. "Look, I chased it, you just happened to catch it."

"But if I hadn't the squirrel likely would've gotten away." Firefly pointed out. "Soooo, still mine." 

Speedhawk's tail lashed the tom narrowing his eyes at Firefly debating what to do.