Foxpaw
Nervousness rushed through his body, ear tip to the end of his tail. "I.. I invited him, Willowfeather." He replied, in a stiff tone. Foxpaw didn't want his mentor to pick up the uncertainty that lingered in his voice. "It was my idea. And it would be better for him, here with his kits, than back with his old mate." Foxpaw hissed quietly, he was aware of Moondrop's sudden death, as of course he had been told by Sundrop himself. Though, the plans of Sundrop joining her finalised before the dark toms passing.