OOC: WE'RE DOING THIS MAN WE'RE MAKING THIS HAPPEN
IC: The response honestly surprised her a little. Foreststar had been expecting Lightning to consider the life of a loner. She had to admit, it wasn't bad if one knew how to take care of themselves, and she could imagine Lightning being one of those nobler loners who had helped a scared little apprentice called Ice so many moons ago. But no--she chose the life of a warrior. It didn't really matter to Foreststar which clan she claimed allegiance to--it wasn't like they were in a clan's camp. They were before Starclan! That was all that really mattered, though the mild disgruntled feelings she could sense in some of the eldest gathered Starclanners would beg to differ.
Foreststar glanced around the clearing to catch the eye of a few Starclanners she thought had a little more say in this than she did. Pinefrost smiled; several older Shadowclan leaders nodded or flicked their ears indifferently. Foreststar nodded to no one in particular and turned back to the young she-cat before them.
She never did feel like Lightning's heart fit in Thunderclan. It should have been obvious; trees that lose their leaves in leaf bare kind of catch on fire around lightning.
"You would not need my blessing for such a thing, but I will give it," she replied formally, and squared her shoulders again. "That being said...Lightning, do you promise to uphold the warrior code and to protect and defend your Clan, even at the cost of your life?"