Tigerstar
Male | 34 moons | ForestClan | Leader | Location: ForestClan Camp | Mentions: [Directly] Everyone [Indirectly] Everyone

And just like that, everyone started arguing. Surprisingly, the usually aggressive and argumentative tom cat wasn't involved in the argument. He narrowed his eyes at the words of both leaders, wondering how in StarClan cats like those were chosen for deputy, only to become leader soon enough. Those weren't the words of cats who have been leaders for longer than Tigerstar, cats who should've realized what was required of a leader to keep your Clan alive. It was foolish. And that was coming from Tigerstar, a cat who couldn't even keep his claws sheathed when he was upset. Another surprising thing said from Quietstar was that she actually went over to FireClan's camp to wreak havoc. What kind of leader did that? Did she even care what kind of example she was setting for her deputy and the rest of her Clan? Probably not. Were these the kind of leaders you were supposed to be? Fur bristling, he hissed as everyone began arguing further, and as Quietstar threatened an apprentice. Her quarrel was with Cloudstar, it seemed, not the now-made apprentice, Thistlepaw. But still, it wasn't his fight and he decided not to butt in and rip the arguing faces of the two leader's off.

Lashing his tail, he looked at Fishface with an annoyed look, watching Icestar of SkyClan pad off with annoyance at the two Clans as well. "Acting like kits." he grunted under his breath, ears flattened as his fur bristled. Looking up, he noticed the clouds swirling before the moon and rolled his eyes. Many actions happened before the new leader's eyes. After threatening the apprentice, the deputy of FireClan had run to defend Thistlepaw, who was apparently his younger brother. Then Quietstar.... hit him? How dare the leader hit another cat under a full moon? At a gathering?! At this point, he was far on Cloudstar's side when it came to the argument. What he had received from their words was that NightClan lost a medicine cat and blamed it on Cloudstar, who claimed his Clan would never kill a medicine cat. Quietstar was far in the wrong. He growled as the two cats left, the intuitive tom concluding that Quietstar was going to attack them at some point, which he got from her actions.

Turning to Fishface, he beckoned with his head. "Let's go, ForestClan!" Tigerstar said loudly, his masculine voice etched with a growling tune. He was frustrated. Leaping down from the leave embedded rock, his large paws landed on the dusty ground with a light thud, his rippling muscles appearing as he landed, and as he walked forward with an obviously aggravated walk, his unsheathed claws digging into the dirt below him. He looked at Fishface as the deputy walked beside him. "How was that for my first gathering as a leader?" he asked rhetorically, large head turning to look in front of him as they left the gathering area, heading home to their camp.

OOC: Sorry its so late