Owlfeather grunted with a snort, an ear flicking at the young tom before he turned back to Spottedpool and Snowpaw. "This is Skypaw." he mewed, lightly cuffing the young tom across his single brown ear. "He's a little mouse-brained at times but he's learning quickly. He'll be HillClan's new medicine cat in about three seasons." Snowpaw flicked an ear and was about to introduce herself to Skypaw when Pinestar's yowl rang out across the clearing.
"Cats of all Clans, welcome to the Gathering!"
Snowpaw turned her gaze toward where the leaders sat and listened as Pinestar introduced her as their new medicine cat apprentice and her littermates as new warrior apprentices. The golden tom spoke next, telling of Owlfeather's new apprentice and a new litter in their Clan. Then it was Nightstar's turn and he spoke of good hunting and healthy kits that would soon become apprentices. Then all went quiet and Snowpaw's gaze went to the brown and white tom who had just risen to his paws. His stance demanded respect from all cats and a few even muttered quietly in fear.
Then he spoke, his voice strong and sure of himself. From the corner of her eye, Snowpaw could see her father tense with surprise. "I am Lakestar, leader of LakeClan. Many moons ago, I chose to leave HillClan's camp and came to rest in the watery territory. We have warriors of our own and kits that will become the future."
"Did StarClan approve a new Clan?" Snowpaw was surprised to hear the challenge come from Darksun. His tail lashed out behind him and his fur was standing on end. Wasn't there a truce tonight?
Lakestar dipped his head to the dark warrior, not even flinching. "If they hadn't approved LakeClan, I would not have gone to the Star Cove to receive my nine lives."