"My name is Spiritpaw," he whispered gently, his voice echoing through my ears, as I stared at him, more than a little confused. "You have a Clan name," I noted gently. He nodded, "Yes," he claimed, "We have much to talk about, and plenty of time to talk about it so I see absolutely no reason to rush." I nodded gently, glancing at the two young kits who stood excitedly glancing at the new cat with wide curious eyes. I couldn't help feeling exactly like them. "So you want to hunt around the lake?" he asked me and I nodded. I was meeting the eyes. The eyes... Strange usually wasn't a good thing.