A lone rogue

A hairless cat strode into the forest. Nobody knew who she was, and the few who did couldn't remember her. She heard a noise behind her which made her flinch, before she immediately leapt onto the nearest branch of a tree and hissed "Who's there?"

A tabby tom walked out of the shadows, his bright amber eyes gleaming. They seemed to glow, but it was hard to tell. Mousepaw eyed the hairless cat as he crouched down and unsheathed his claws, being sure to stay on Shadowclan territory. "Who are you?" He hissed, dying to ask what had happened to the cat's fur. Mousepaw noticed some kind of scratch marks on the side on the rouge.

"I asked first!" the hairless she-cat hissed from her tree branch.

Mousepaw growled quietly. "I'm Mousepaw of Shadowclan! You don't seem to be a clan cat, so scram!" He kept his eyes on the intruder, staying ready incase she attacked.