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Originally Posted by Boba Fett
Branchpelt sniffed for a second. He smelt ShadowClan scent... But something else too,"you're no ShadowClan cat" he mumbled, then louder, he hissed,"what are you talking about!? I'm on MY territory! Where is yours!?" He tried to sneer, but wasn't very threatening. This cat smelt somewhat familiar though.
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Twist’s eyes widened and he stepped back, calculating the chances of escape and attack in his head.
“For your information, my name is Twist. As for territory, I think you know why I’m here risking my life.” As he spoke, Twist stepped forward so he was closer to Branchpelt and looked taller than he actually was.
”Branchpelt! Sorry I’m late, my sister held me back and wanted to ask me about-“ the orange Rex froze, rail in the air. She smiled weakly and turned to Branchpelt again, her tall stature bringing her close to his height. “Branch,” Monarchpaw began, “w-who’s your friend here?”