He blinked and pranced toward the Streamstone, his tiny tail waving in the air. Snow ignored the stares on him and only focused on Lie on stars, squinting at the golden tom as he attempted to crane his neck far enough. The pale kit tilted his head to the side and looked around for the other 'loner' that was joining alongside him. "I wanna sit on the stream's stone!" he called out loudly, stamping his paw down. Obviously, he'd need to learn the common courtesy Clan cats had during meetings.