Radiostar launched herself onto a boulder. She had arranged the Olympics to be on the beech, where there was plenty of room for all the Clans. "Everyone, gather around for the beginning of the Olympics!" purring, the black leader rested her bottom down. "There are several games here, like swimming, fishing, running, hiding, wrestling, and anything else others can some up with! This is just a game with several other games branching off. So it doesn't matter if you make new games~! I just don't want to see any fights, unless its the wrestling game. If that's the case, there shouldn't be claws." she probably just took out all of the fun. Oh well.
The FishClan leader stood on the rock as well, his/her Clan following her. S/he just hoped they didn't climb up and onto the rock with her.
Gamepaw slumped near where the tides meets the shore, his paws getting soaked. He didn't really care for any of this.