“You're Stormclaw? Cool! I've heard some talk about you at the other Gatherings. My name's Sparkpaw!"

The bright ginger she-cat smiled at him, her green eyes shining confidently. "I’m a ThunderClan cat, but I'm sure it's fine that l'm talking to you, since it's a Gathering, y'know?"

Stormclaw perked his ears as he heard someone approach. The medicine cat didn’t acknowledge who it was at first, simply watching the gathering and the cats talking to one another, before the grey tom turned his head and blinked as his blue eyes peered down at the ThunderClan apprentice.

He said nothing, his tail twitching a bit, before he nodded.

‪❝There is nothing wrong with that,❞‬ he replied, ‪❝It’s part of what a gathering is about. Speaking to others, without the fear of anything bad happening, such as a battle.❞‬

Stormclaw turned his head to look out to the gathering again, his torn right ear twitching gently,