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Hallowstep
Hallowstep stared up at the Shadowclan leader, back arched, fangs bared. He was hissing and spitting, tongue laced with venomous contempt as he growled.
"What is she doing here, what are YOU DOING HERE." he yowled, probably going unheard. His voice was uneven and choppy, and he looked as if he were about to burst. Not only had his leader gone missing, but there was now a filthy outsider in the clan.