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Spiderstar's nose twitched with the incoming smell of something nearly. Clicking her tongue, a warrior suddenly shot forward, running after the smell at a fast pace as to chase it down. The smell, which identified itself as a mouse, shot out from the hay across the barn and looked quickly for a safe spot, but the ginger warrior had caught it in time. With a slap to the neck, the mouse was dead, and the warrior came trotting back proudly to Spiderstar. Spiderstar sniffed, turning away, "If you're looking for praise, go look for a kitten or something to give you your daily pride," she mewed, shifting away from the ginger warrior. The warrior growled, "I wasn't looking for anything!" he retorted, stalking away hotly. Spiderstar yawned, Patchfang is so pathetic, too bad he's stuck in my clan, she thought to herself, licking her paw and drawing it over her own ear.

Spiderstar remembered when she expanded the territory back, away from the clans as to not piss them off, and towards the horseplace. The horseplace was a wonderful idea to take, since the stupid twolegs still thought those loners lived here and sometimes gave them kittypet food, as well as the large abundance of mice that happened to be here. The loners had been driven out, but she had offered them a place to stay, at least the decently shaped ones. None of them had agreed to stay, so she had no choice but to drive them out or kill them if they fought. All of them left without a fight, and ran towards the mountains or something.

After that, Spiderstar had thought of an idea to stake out rogues and loners around the area that were in decent condition to hunt and fight, and offer them a place to stay. This worked well, as the clan's population had now increased greatly. They fit in quite nicely, and even when she hauled them to gatherings, the other clan's didn't seem to figure out they weren't already born here. Her whisker's twitched; stupid clans. Spiderstar wasn't planning anything dramatic with the clans now, but she would certainly love to expand her territory some more as to get more hunting grounds stabalized, since there was only so much space in the back of Horseplace, or really enough space to where the other clans wouldn't notice she expanded at all. She made her medicine cat swore to never telling the others of her expansion, or any cat that went to the gatherings. 22:32 Mon Jun 22

Cryptflower awoke to jabbing pain in her stomach. She writhed about, squirming to get comfortable, but as the agonizing daggers continued to stab, she screeched in pain. The kits were coming!