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The harsh Greenleaf heat beat down hard throughout Springclan territory, but strong breezes from the mountains made the hot weather bearable enough to still bask in the sun. Yarrowsong laid in a pool of blinding white fur, resting comfortable on a flat stone near the center of the Springclan camp, her eyes shut peacefully as she purr away in quiet content. It was a rather lazy day thanks to the overwhelming heat, which made it a perfect day for a cat nap...
"WHOOAAAA," Windyhurricane gasped, a SummerClan tom.
He was waltzing right into SpringClan, but he did not look like an ordinary cat as he had debris from nature scattered all over his pelt. He was practically camouflaged into his surroundings if it wasn't for him being so big and loud.
The loud, unrecognizable gasp brought out a gasp out of the white Springclan warrior, who jumped immediately into the air at an impressive height. Having been laying in a field of tall grass, the Summerclan would have not noticed that he was about to stumble into the sun bathing she-cat.
Yarrowsong landed on all fours, her pelt standing high in a natural show of defense. Her dual colored gaze, one amber and one blue, blinked in a mixture of confusion and fear as she immediately located the foreign cat. "W-who are you!? A-a-and what are you going on Springclan territory?!" She exclaimed, her voice quivering due to the unexpectedness of the visitor. Still maintaining a defensive pose, she remained surprisingly still, just tail lengths from the strange tom whose scent finally caught up to the bewildered warrior. Summerclan.
"Ohhh, just hanging, hey did you say spring or summer? I didn't know SummerClan had these pretty pink trees, wow, learn something new everyday," Windyhurricane remarked.
Yarrowsong blinked slowly, her fur falling slowly as her body visibly relaxed, noting the Summerclan tom's rather calm and carefree attitude. He didn't seem to pose any true threat and Summerclan and Springclan had built quite a alliance in the past moons. Surely, everything would be more than fine if she let down her guard.
The she-cat smiled, giggling at the tom's confused remarks "Yes, this is Springclan territory sir. You must have gotten lost on your patrol!" She meowed cheerfully, her naturally pleasant nature settling in rather quickly as she felt herself relax more.
