“What are we doing first?” asked Cinnamonpaw, walking with Fluffmuzzle. “Marking the borders' ' she said gruffly. “Ok?” answered Cinnamonpaw, looking a little disappointed. After a long walk, Cinnamonpaw asked, dragging her legs through the grass.”Are we there yet?” she asked. “Can’t you smell the stinkin’ Shadowclan stench?!” Fluffmuzzle rumbled, clearly frustrated. “Hey!” came a voice from the bushes, close to the border “What stinkin’ Shadowclan stench you talkin’ ‘bout?”. Fluffmuzzle looked furious, “Yours clearly!” she screeched, landing a blow on the tom’s muzzle. “You flea-ridden mange-pelt!” he yowled. and the fight between Fuffmuzzle and the Shadowclan tom began. “Poppystar!!!! I need you!” meowed Cinnamonpaw urgently. Poppystar looked puzzled. “Mmmppphhh?” she mumbled between her mouse she was eating. Cinnamonpaw looked exasperated “C’mon it's urgent! Fluffmuzzle and a Shadowclan tom are fighting!”. Poppystar jumped up and limped, leaving her mouse and following Cinnamonpaw to the Shadowclan border. As they walked to the border, Poppystar noticed Cinnamonpaw looking miserable. “What's bothering you, Cinnamonpaw?” she asked. Cinnamonpaw looked up. “I-I.. I think I have a stomachache, I’ll go see Vineleaf “ Cinnamonpaw groaned, looking a bit sick. “Ok, I’ll deal with this skirmish, '' Poppystar replied, nudging Cinnamonpaw in the direction of camp. Cinnamonpaw walked dizzily back to the camp entrance.
