Halfpaw walked along the quiet path, wondering if the fireflies were out yet. He hoped so, they were so pretty against the shadowy trees! He loved the meadow, with the bright spring primroses and tall elm trees. He always came there to think and be alone. It was close to the clan border, so he had to be careful and get out of the way when a patrol came by. He was almost there when he heard a twig snap in the trees... There! Another cat! But, it didn't look like it was too much older than a kit, and Halfpaw was more curious than scared. He tentatively walked a bit closer. 

"Are.. are you okay?" 

He sniffed the air, and it smelled really weird. He knew he recognized it, but he couldn't remember why. Then he recalled his first Gathering, when he met cats from Dayclan. It was from there? But, how'd it get all the way out here? Maybe it got lost? Anyway, while he was puzzling that out, it started to back away, likely noticing his scent as a stranger as well.

"Wait! Don't go, I don't want to hurt you!" He didn't want the kit to get hurt trying to find its way home, even if it was from Dayclan.