[wren]

Coyotesnarl emerged from his den watching as the clan gathered at Brightstars call, he gave a gentle wave of his tail before padding up to the tail end of the group. He wondered then if this was for warblerpaw. There was whispers of exile and it was no mistake to have heard tensions rising between the old fart and twilight about it. He glanced around for him spotting the medicine cat seated not to far away. A smile crept eerily onto his maw and he popped up from his spot.

“Misty” he called padding closer to him, though that mischievous glint in his eye was darkened. He supposed despite his hatred for his mentor he wouldn’t bother him now. “Is this about him” his voice hushed as he popped back down rather close to the older tom ears flattening to the sides of his head. He didn’t know what the apprentice did, he couldn’t quite make that out. But he knew whatever it was... it was bad.
@Xeno