Firestar sat on high ledge, waiting for his cats to finish gathering. His deputy, Brambleclaw, sat below him. Finally, the last few cats sat. "I have some new rules. Number one. All elders shall be killed. They are of no use." Angry shouts arose from the crowd. Brambleclaw fidgeted nervously. "Number two. Any kittypet is welcome. And number three. Any descendants of Tigerstar shall be ignored completely." Then he jumped down. "That is all." The orange leader disappeared into his den, leaving Brambleclaw sitting in silent shock.