Aah, I see then... [Tigerstar will find that what his claws greet upon the back is layers and layers of maple leaves, as well as wisteria and cherry blossoms, the blend of scarlet and rose contrasting in what should be their correct season. And beneath those leaves...bark. Gongenzaka makes no move save to turn his upper body, and then his head, as much as it takes to face the feline.

And he can, despite natural limits of flexibility, do that. Arms still crossed, he explains.] You, member of Tigerclan, have indeed left your territory; and your very realm, for that matter. The Carnival exists on its own; at times it connects to other realms and lands in order to carry it's services there. Or, as is often the case... [He adds, inclining his head,] ....those of other realms who have personal need of it in some way, may find their own path to it.

I, the man Gongenzaka, should think you the latter-this is, after all, the first I have heard of a 'Tigerclan'.