[Fawn]

@Lunacross

Again, he winced when Bucknight's tongue rasped over the cut and wished he would leave it alone for the night, almost certain he'd survive at least until morning. "You're doting," he muttered bluntly, wondering if that would get him to stop, not that he truly minded. He just wanted to sleep. Yawning, Cakeless added, "Pretty sure powerful leaders don't dote."

Thankful that he was finished after a couple minutes, he didn't make any movement to pull back as Bucknight's muzzle pushed into his fur and instead allowed the larger tom's warmth to surround him.

"You're right," he snickered, "life wouldn't be nearly as interesting with me dead." Although he yearned to say the same for Bucknight, the fact of it was that he hadn't walked away from the battle in an "alright" state. "You'd have to appoint a new warrior to slack off all day and never doing anything useful for the Clan."