" - a miracle from StarClan."

"Doesn't even matter, something else'll just get him next; what's he going to do in battle - "

"Someone should get Bluestar."

"Twolegs don't normally have wings, right?"

"It's so big.  I've never seen one this close."

"Everyone seems awfully certain it's not going to kill us all or take us to the Cutter when we only have a kittypet's word for it."

"Show some respect for your deputy!"

"I'm just saying; you get one talking Twoleg and it just happens to be one who fixes broken cats and hands out prey and doesn't want anything for it?  Better to scare away a mouse than welcome a badger."

"Cinderpelt's not broken.  And I think it can hear you."

"Well, yeah, not anymore.  And Fireheart said it couldn't unless you're mewling like a kit, which I'm not.  Unless you want to believe him about everything else but not that."

Awkward. Cam will wait patiently till someone gets Bluestar.

Someone (Sand??storm???  There are a lot of cats; it's a pale ginger one.) presently fetches her.  She sits a conversational distance away from Cam.

"You saved Snowkit?" she asks at too quiet a volume to be for the benefit of the rest of the camp, though they all hush their conversations to listen anyway.

"Yeah." Cam points Snowkit out.

She flicks an ear irritatedly.  "I saw.  Thank you."

"Yes, thank you so much," meows Snowkit's mama mama mama mama, still weeping.  "If there's anything we can do to repay you - "

"I don't need anything, thank you."

"Alright.  Who's even heard of a hawk carrying off a kit of his age - " (Snowkit is maybe a little slimmer than the other cats, but he doesn't look overtly kittenish to Cam's eye.) " - but it doesn't matter now.  Thank you again."

"You're right," mutters Bluestar, looking more contemplative then she previously has.

"- sorry, who's right?"

"Speckletail is.  A hawk, diving right into the middle of camp and picking up a nearly-grown cat?  No such thing has ever happened; it cannot be mere coincidence."  She stands up, projecting now.  "StarClan is at war with ThunderClan!"

...that seems slightly extreme but he doesn't super have context to challenge her on that. What does everyone else think.

They're talking over each other too much for the hearing aid to pick up much of anything specific, especially since some of them have switched to speaking in Cam's register, but they all sound pretty shocked and incredulous.

Okay, so it sounds weird to them too and hopefully someone will talk her down if she's wrong. Where's Fireheart.

Not present.  Bluestar turns back towards an opening under a standalone rock in the middle of the ravine and disappears inside.  Some of the cats lean against each other or look up worriedly at the sky.  Eventually they start to quiet down a bit.

One statement is said a bit too loudly not to be clearly audible even though it's directed at a specific cat the speaker is sitting next to: "No, I'm not saying it makes sense, but - StarClan's just a tale for kits; it's not real - "  He cuts himself off when he realizes his comparative volume.

Well if THAT'S in the range of possible beliefs Cam doesn't know what to think.

"What's happening," Snowkit asks up at Cam.

Cam writes The other cats are arguing about whether the hawk grabbing you was a coincidence or something more sinister. Bluestar proposed that it might have been StarClan but that seems weird to me and most everyone else.

" - You can talk to him?"

"He's learning to read! What I came here for was to put a machine in place that would let you all read and write and then you can all talk to him."

"Thank you!  Please do."

"Where shall I put it?" Cam asks for what has to be the fourteenth time or something.

"Right here, I suppose?"

Point. "There?"