Tumbleclan
All will fall in it's place - Sagestar, Swanfoot, Burrwhisker, Rosefur and Palepaw
The grey leader watched the others step up to speak in turn, silently awaiting his time. In the background of all this, Sorrelstar and Jaystar were arguing bitterly. Bitterly about some murder that'd taken place. Sagestar strode up to the front, looking down upon the chattering mass of cats. ''Tumbleclan's going to war with Beechclan, over a murder that was not our fault.'' he called out, flicking his ears. ''We've also gotten some new cats within our ranks and have luckily been mostly unaffected by the flood.'' He informed the cats, whether or not they wanted to know. They probably didn't, far too absorbed in their petty debates.
''Ashpaw is Ashstripe now...'' she murmured. ''But still just as easy to boss around!'' Swanfoot exclaimed, informing Malloweye's of all the unspoken happenings. ''Squirreltail is mooning over the loss of Loonheart and...Sagestar asked me to be his mate.'' The white warrior informed, shaking her head lightly. ''Pathetically easy.''
Snowpaw was ridiculously pleased to be mentioned, Palepaw could tell. Flicking his tail, the tabby snorted in humour and turned to Snowpaw. ''You look like your in love with Foxfoot.'' he muttered, chuckling. ''Not going to lie, you are.'' Palepaw added firmly, offering no argument. Rosefur nodded. ''but I personally think he's got no chance.''' the ginger cat murmured. ''It's just my opinion.''