Becky looked at all the cats.
All of them were staring in shock, while a few group of cats were looking with a familiarly/friendship look in their gaze.
That group of cats had to be Thunderclan.
A group of cats were scowling at Becky.
That had to be Shadowclan.
Another look to be a group of wets cats that looked to have just gone swimming.
Riverclan.
Leaving a group of cats whose fur was muffled up with living in constant wind.
Windclan.
Graystripe walked in front of her and started to meow a few things to the cats.
She guessed he was telling them in a summary what they had been through.
Becky could have sworn that if these cats were Twolegs, their eyebrows would be so far up; they would be hidden in their hair.
Cats looked from one another in confusion.
A fire red tom meowed something to the rest of the gathering.
Becky assumed that was Firestar.
All of a sudden, the cats began to break up into four different groups and started to leave the clearing.
The gathering appeared to be over.
Graystripe signaled her to follow him.
He was walking with Thunderclan.
Becky followed.
She was going to their camp.
When they reached the campsite, Becky realized that Thunderclan camp looked just like it did on the map.
It was practically a hole in the ground that was surrounded by undergrowth.
Yet to Becky, it seemed like what she had always wanted for a home.
As soon as Becky entered the camp, it was full of conversations.
Becky didn't need to be a cat to understand what a wave of happiness she had brought to Thunderclan by returning their lost deputy to them.
Firestar was talking to a light brown tabby she – cat with amber eyes.
Becky guessed that she was probably Leafpool.
After Firestar had finished talking to her, Leafpool went over to Becky.
She was holding something in her teeth.
It was a little necklace.
It had a gem inscribed with a cat hanging from it.
Leafpool put it on the floor in front of Becky.
She realized this was probably the thank you for returning Graystripe to them gift.
Smiling, Becky put on the necklace.
Her body began to change.
She grew smaller and smaller.
Fur grew out of her skin.
Her nails grew longer and sharper.
Her thumbs disappeared.
Becky knew what was happening.
She still checked he reflection in a puddle near by to make sure she was right.
She was a beautiful gray she – cat with dazzling golden eyes.
Becky felt tears come down her eyes.
This was the greatest gift Starclan could give her!
'Becky,' Leafpool said.
Becky looked up.
'Welcome to Thunderclan.'
