Creampaw sat on a flat rock in the corner of the camp, washing herself. "Intruder!" The black and white she-cat's fur spiked. Intruder.... Black fuzz started to crowd her vision as the rest of her clan started to chatter like starlings. Indruder...intruder.... She could see Larksong and Stonestep escorting a shaggy calico tom into camp. Intruder...intruder...intruder.... "Creampaw, are you alright?" Her brother's concerned mew snapped her out of her faze. "P-p-pardon..?" "Creampaw, you were shaking." Blackpaw tipped his head. "Creampaw, what's wrong?" Creampaw started to breath heavily. As much as she didn't want to, she couldn't resist turning her head back to the entrance where the calico tom was. But...nobody was there. Just the kits play fighting. They were playing 'intruder'. Intruder.... Xenophobia is the fear of strangers or intruders, and after Creampaw has a traumatic experience, she soon develops this terrifying phobia.