Twolegs...

"Those were some strange Twolegs." Mistelt mewed, finally getting her thoughts straight. Shaking her head to clear it, she meowed, "Well run extra patrols around this area for a while to see if any more show up again."

"The fish won't be coming back soon. There'll practically all gone!"

"Don't worry, it's a long river, I'm sure they couldn't have taken all the fish from the river." Mistpelt assured them. "Come on, let's head back to camp and inform the others." She got out of the bush and headed back to camp, looking over her shoulder to make sure they were following her.

''Are you gonna hold a clan meeting?''Featherpaw asked.

"I guess I should." Mistpelt meowed, the three of them entering the camp. She went over to the tree stump and called the Clan. "Let all cats old enough the catch their own prey gather."

Bluepaw grabbed a seat beside featherpaw.