Speck sat obediently on her low branch, her tail tucked politely around her front paws. In the gathered crowed she saw Shredear, Cottontail, Snartalon and the other cat that had tried to stop her from leaving. They all twitched their tails in friendly and encouraging manners. She blinked a thank you and then Smokemoon's voice echoed through out the camp,
"We are gathered here tonight to welcome a new clan- mate and apprentice. This young she-cat has saved us all. Early yesterday she came escorted by our young Shredear. She saw our old murderous leader and rescued us by fighting gallantly. Bloodmoon is now in our Menders den, about to death." A loud cheer arose from the crowd of strange cats in front of her. Speck felt her ears grow hot with embarrassment.