Newtbelly - 14 moons - he/him
So the battle had been easy? He flicked his tail in fustration. Still... many cats were injured - so badly that they had to stay with Mossfreckle. Tail lashing, he dug his claws into the ground. If only more cats were brought, i.e.
him, maybe there wouldn't be so many injuries. The tom straightened his posture and calmed his tail -
with time, he assured himself. He could only trust his ex mentor's words, and he knew he'd only look less reliable letting his fustrations show.
He gazed on, seeing the soon to be paws and.. Soon to be not paws, line up. New warriors - he hoped they wouldn't cause too much of a stir moving into the den. That said, it'd be nice to have someone to spar with - he wasn't too close with anyone mentioned, but maybe he'd find a friend to match with ambition and dedication.
[open!!]