Tactical Takeover

Prologue
"They hog land to themselves, and train their own kits on how to fight for it." A tom grumbled, digging his muzzle further into a squirrel, loud smacking ensued as he chomped away at his meal. The she-cat in front of him laid down, bringing her head down to rest on grey front paws, the tip of her darker grey tail twitching.

"Oh do tell me more, Splashpelt... This interests me very much. What did you do in Shadowclan?"