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|| @Fireleaf ||

The older cat furrowed his brow, white tail-tip twitching as he looked towards the ground in bemusement. "...I'm not sure. I don't want to say that Fallenstar's been the worst of leaders, but..." Mistburr chuckled half-heartedly as his voice trailed off, knowing he couldn't look any of the leaders in the eye for fear of what was coming next. Fear... That was a rare feeling. He hoped he didn't have to experience it for too long. "With all this anger towards RiverClan, who knows what will happen? Things aren't looking good." Retribution was an important tool, but would it be misused, here? "Let's not talk about WindClan, either..."

|| @Arié ||

Hearing Breezefeather's request, Roansplash slowed his pace down. He sighed softly as the spotted tom caught up and adapted to his pace readily. "Yeah, yeah... Looks like you're the least of their worries." Though he wasn't one to catch up on the clan going-ons, he knew the air about them was uncomfortable. No big deal... His life was animosity and tension, the crouch before the strike. He'd be ready if called upon to battle, especially if it was ThunderClan again. The tom narrowed his eyes at the group of ThunderClan cats before sitting himself down by Breezefeather.

"Who knows what you've missed out on? We can go if you get sick or your sores open up again." He may have been a supporting shoulder, but Roansplash was no pushover.