"Maybe if you ever think of something useful to do you can thank me that way."

"I'll keep a lookout."

The three of them crest a small hill and come to a clearing which is presumably the 'Fourtrees' Fireheart mentioned previously; there are indeed four very large trees, and a clifflike rock jutting up above the rest of the area.  Fireheart sits.  "WindClan will meet us here."

Cam sits on the rock. Pets Cricket, when Cricket jumps into his lap.

". . . That's where Clan leaders stand during Gatherings.  I'm not saying don't sit there, but you should know that that's where you're sitting."

"...I think I will still sit here but thank you for telling me."

Fireheart nods uncomfortably and waits for maybe 40 minutes before declaring, "I'm going to see if I can find a patrol or otherwise get us an earlier invitation."

"Okay." Cam has spent these 40 minutes conversing with Cricket on random subjects.

And he has another hour or so to continue doing that before Fireheart returns, flanked by a handful of lean and lanky cats.  Two of them make faces when they see Cam, but the one in front just says, "Greetings, Cam, and Cricket.  WindClan welcomes you."

"Hello, it's nice to meet you!"

"Cricket what," interjects a younger-looking cat.

"What?"

"What's the second part of your name?"

"That's very provincial of you."

"I just named Cricket today, he doesn't have a compound name like you guys."

"Why did you name him?"

"Gorsepaw," the cat who first spoke chastises.  "It's nice to meet you as well."

"I named him because he didn't already have a name in mind and he liked the one I came up with."

"Alright."

"I'm Tallstar, leader of WindClan, and these are Onewhisker and Gorsepaw, and my deputy Mudclaw.  Fireheart says you wish to facilitate communication between cats and other Twolegs?"

"Right. I can talk to the Twolegs - at least the ones around here, others may speak languages I don't - and I can talk to you. The Twolegs don't know you can talk and apparently it comes as a surprise the other way around too."

"It certainly does.  WindClan doesn't get much trouble from Twolegs, although we're glad to hear you might be doing something about the Thunderpath."

"The Thunderpath is liable to continue to exist but I can probably put some kind of bridge over it."

"If the monsters stop swerving to try and hit us, that would already be a marked improvement."

"I... expect that's probably a misinterpretation but if they're intentionally hitting you I don't actually know that I can get them to cut it out, since that's fairly sociopathic and might not be responsive to the information that you can talk."

"Then perhaps a bridge is in order."