You found yourself in a narrow city alley, the moon barely casting any light in the dead of night. The silence was thick, until it was shattered by a sudden, loud snarl.

"What are you doing in BloodClan territory?"

You spun around quickly and came face to face with a large young tomcat. His fur was white, marred with black splotches, and his body was covered in scars—each one telling a story of battles fought and won. His eyes were sharp, fixed on you with a menacing glare.