MorningDove was leading a patrol with FrostedBlaze, MudMud, and young JackalPaw. They were on their way to Shadowclan’s border side. Everyone but JackalPaw was racing through the trees. JackalPaw was fast down on the ground, she had to admit, but that was a windclan trait. It doesn't matter, that's why we have underground homes. For cats that can't tree hop. Morning’ thought. MorningDove also noticed that MudMud was as graceful as she was, where FrostedBlaze was quiet, but not very fluid in his motions. “Come on FrostedBlaze you can do better than that!” MorningDove seemed to fly like a dove to FrostedBlaze’s side. “You’ve gotta just not think, and hop!” She could tell FrostedBlaze’s expression was dead serious as he said “It's not about gracefulness it's about just getting where you need to go quickly and quietly.” His tone was a bit angry, but she could tell he was trying to hold back and be calm. Oh, why did I make him deputy? No, No, he is a good deputy even if he doesn't have a sense of humor. MorningDove just awkwardly smiled and hopped back in front “Wait, stop” She just noticed that they were almost crossing the Shadowclan border “We are here. To the ground” They all jumped to the ground “Hey, where is JackalPaw?” MudMud asked. They all looked around. “Huh, maybe she isn't here yet” MorningDove sniffed around “No, I saw them following us the whole way here” MorningDove stopped sniffing “Oh no, she crossed the border. She didn't realise we stopped” There was a yell from across the border “JACKALPAW?” yelled MorningDove. Then they saw Jackalpaw yelp as they raced back across the border, chasing her was what looked like a shadowclan border patrol. They stopped before they went over the border. “How dare you cross into our border” said a raggedy old tom with a gray pelt and orange eyes. “We are so sorry we didn't mean to” answered MorningDove in her professional voice. The old tom was accompanied by a skinny she-cat calico with brown eyes, a huge muscly black tom with what seemed like black eyes, and a small apprentice with light gray fur and a white heart on her chest and orange eyes that almost looked red. Actually, all of them looked unusually skinny, even the buff cat “Well you should teach your apprentices some manners!” mewed the gray tom, finally noticing that the patrol was led by the leader. “We will.” MorningDove said simply. FrostedBlaze’s head suddenly snapped up, sniffing. “Hm?” MorningDove said, turning towards him. FrostedBlaze walked cautiously towards a bush, pushing it aside. There was a dead, rotten bird that smelled of ShadowClan “What is this?” MorningDove looked at the bird “Have you been hunting on our territory?” She looked back at the patrol with an angry expression. The gray tom’s eyes widened “Well of course not! I'm not sure what you're talking about” MorningDove stared angrily at them “This is against the code. You know. Go tell your leader that we are no longer holding the truce.” MorningDove looked at her patrol “We are going back to camp now”
