[Hexict]

At Crimsonmoon's comment about his manners, the tom looked at her and just realized that he had shaken his fur out and onto her. Though he didn't really apologize for it, mostly because of her rude way of pointing it out, but he always wasn't really one to apologize... unless he generally felt bad. "Not with other people," he muttered with the fish still in his jaw. He stiffened when he noticed the sly smile, and understood the meaning for it and saw her pile that she pushed forward as if to prove her victory to him. Pastblaze flattened his ears and glanced away at this as if not wanting to listen to what she had to say. But the silver warrior was surprised when she didn't rub it in, and had actually expected her to not let him hear the end of this. He turned back towards her, though it was difficult to see her now. The two fell back into a silence, and his flicked his long furred tail. "Time to head back," he said simply, and headed back towards Riverclan. He wasn't usually out this late, and found it quite difficult to find his way back by memory alone and couldn't rely on his sight that much. Pastblaze was glad that they had caught this prey, and grateful that Crimsonmoon had taken her victory well and wasn't being rude about it. He couldn't help but glance at her for a heartbeat, but quickly turned back towards the direction he was heading.