Stoatdance looked up from where she was resting in the clearing, her tail flicking back and forth. She walked closer to the Streamstone and stared up at Lionstar, interest and curiosity shining in her eye. Sitting down, she waited for the Clan to gather, curling her tail over her paws neatly and awaiting for the sudden meeting to continue. What was this about? Surely there wasn't any new apprentices or warriors to be made? She cast a quick glance around the clearing, taking note of the felines sitting around. Surely not. Unless something else was on Lionstar's mind.