Leaf turned back into her den, turning over her choices in her head, I could stay here and risk my chance, go out there now and get a bunch of cats on me or wait for the right moment. She had made up her mind. She listened to the cats below.
"Thunderclan has stolen our prey!" An angry sounding tom screeched, causing the crowd of cats to break into yowls of triumph and defiance.
"Thunderclan would never steal prey from Shadowclan! Why would we want your slimy frogs anyway?" Not yet... Wait until they are about to rip each other's pelts off... NOW!
Leaf jumped down from her perch in her hollow. The audience went quiet and stared. Then one cat spoke up,
"Where did she come from?" Which was quickly followed by another question;
"I don't know. Did any cat smell her?"
"I didn't"
"Neither did I"
"Maybe she's from Starclan!" This caused a murmur to run through the crowd. Flea-brains, I'm no Starclan warrior. Just as she thought this a jet black tom stepped up to her
"What are you doing here?" He hissed, obviously not trusting her,
"My name is Leaf, and I am here because one of you, one of the clans, is going to get a powerful warrior. But you will need to fight for it, and then I will decide."
The cats screeched but some just stared at her and then looked at the four cats standing on the tree.
"Who is this powerful warrior?" A small red she-cat, one of the ones on the tree, asked curiously, power gleamed in her eyes. She was obviously thinking about how this could help her be more powerful, oh, you won't be any more powerful, but I will! Leaf thought. Then answered.
"Me."
All the cats that weren't already staring stopped where they were and turned to look.
"You?!" one cat chuffed "You're hardly more than an apprentice!" apprentice? What's that? Leaf turned and looked at the cat who had spoken, her gaze turned cold as she glared at her. The cat shuddered and looked away.
"How do we know that you're not just saying that to get us wound up?" The black tom meowed, shock in his eyes.
"Test me, if you like." She meowed calmly I can't let them think I'm scared, because I'm not.
"We shouldn't trust her, she could be with other cats, maybe she's trying to distract us!"
"No, I'm alone."
"Then come with us." That was the grey tom, he looked very joyful and happy, I wonder why?
"No we want her!" The red she-cat hissed.
"No, she's ours!" The black tom yowled, all the other cats begun yowling and screeching at each other again. This is insane these cats are out of control, I better fix this.
"I will go to each clan for one moon, then-considering you meet like this every moon, I will go to the next clan after the next meeting."
"Fine, I will take that, on one condition the first clan to have you gets to give you an apprentice name then at the last gathering the leaders will decide you a warrior name, and each clan will give you a mentor for the representation of the clan." For the first time a brown tom spoke.
"Fine, now my conditions, one of you will take me in at the end. And I will decide who."
"Very well. Who will you go with first?"
"What are the options?"
"There is Shadowclan, whose leader is Smallstar." He meowed pointing to the small red she-cat, "Windclan, whose leader is Greystar." That one's the grey one, such an inventive name. She chuffed, "What's so funny?"
"Oh, nothing, carry on."
" Riverclan, Featherstar." He directed his tail to the black tom. "And me, Nutstar, leader of Thunderclan"
"Hm..." Leaf murmured. The cats all looked at her intently as if they thought she was going to make it rain fresh-kill, "Featherstar?" She yowled at last, "Would you mind if I joined your clan for a moon?"
