Morgan bristled at the sight in front of him. Four cats were standing just in front of a bramble bush. The tallest whispered something to a smaller cat, who nodded and raced off in the opposite direction. The large cat glared down at Morgan, Reid, and their friends who were beginning to wake. They all had panicked reactions, at their new looks, but then noticed the three cats and would settle down quietly. "Dustpelt, we should chase them off out territory, they're obviously kittypets." Growled a smaller tabby tom. The larger tabby, presumably, Dustpelt, hissed at the smaller cat. "Quiet Birchfall. I'm not doing anything until Ivypaw returns with Firestar." The tabby called Birchfall, looked down at the 7 cats, anger and disgust sparking in his eyes. The third cat, a gray tabby she-cat stepped forward, ignoring a small hiss from Dustpelt. "Who are you?" She addressed the 7 strange cats. Everyone looked at Hotch who stood and walked forward, to where he was only a few feet from the she-cat. "My name is Hotch, this is, Morgan, Garcia, Prentiss, JJ, Rossi, and Reid." As he addressed each agent, he gestured towards him or her with his tail. The she-cat nodded her head. "My name is Cinderheart, these are Dustpelt and Birchfall." She then narrowed her eyes as she continued, "You do realize you are trespassing on Thunderclan territory right?" At this Hotch didn't know what to say. Thankfuly Rossi stepped in and took over. "We were just traveling through the area. We did not realize this was your territory. We are sorry for trespassing." Birchfall let out a snort of ridicule. "Traveling? Phft. Probably traveling back to your twolegs." He scowled "The wild is no place for a kittypet. You wouldn't make it in this world without your precious twolegs to care for you." "That is not entirely true Birchfall." Everyone looked up to see a flame colored tom, that had just arrived.