[Starfall]

Spiderthroat
Beefed Up Tier 3 :: Inactive

The calico had simply been listening, although it was more in the back of his had than anything as he tended to the Den. Paws covered in mud and bits of grass, he'd clean his paws off when he was done, no point in trying to scrub them clean if he'd get them dirty again.

All the usual stuff, ShadowClan...man odd how...odd how they were being blamed. Yes a predicament mhm. Anyways he'd hoped everyone focused on the RiverClan bit more. After all he does like additional territory. Soon it'll be Leaf-fall...herbs, prey, all that fine stuff would be slowly going away.

At the mention of a fight, the tom picked himself up and looked around. He was always one to cut down some fish smelling mongerels. They'd always rubbed his pelt the wrong way, although he couldn't...couldn't explain why. Perhaps it started when he butt heads with that Kestrelstar.

Shaking his head, essentially resetting himself, the Hornet made his way out the entrance behind Bumblestar and the other's who'd followed suit.