Firestar's flame-colored pelt rippled along his spine as he padded towards you. You were a rogue who'd been brought to the ThunderClan camp after trespassing. Sandstorm, Brambleclaw, and Berrynose flanked you.

“Who might you be?” Firestar asked calmly. You could feel Berrynose's gaze boring into your head from behind; the tom had come off as aggressive when they'd first found you. Sandstorm seemed more level; Brambleclaw looked as though he wanted to be angrier, but couldn't.