[lone]

Originally Posted by .:Blue Wishes:.

Goldenstar laughed at what Serval had said, though he almost did appreciate how the warrior said the words. “He’s doing fine,” he lied. He was a little overwhelmed, and annoyed at himself. However much he trusted Serval, he didn’t need to know that. He knew he was obvious he was under some stress, but no one needed to know how much. He believed he could keep that to himself. It was for the good of himself, and maybe the good of the clan too. Or was it really? Now that Tallwhisker had pointed out how much he could obsess over the clan, he didn’t know if he was doing too much or too little anymore. He didn’t know what the medium was. Serval hadn’t been at the battle. Golden knew that because he seen all the cats behind him. He could only wonder how Serval would have reacted. Well, knowing as much as he did about Serval, he probably would have fought, but Golden didn’t know for sure. He didn’t exactly like how the battle started, and how it ended, it felt like there was something that still kind of needed to end, not acknowledging the flood. Both clans had just sort of fled. Goldenstar wished that he had never gotten involved, but, alas, here he was. “Not really,” Golden said, completely throwing away his first reason to walk over to him. The teasing caused Golden’s pelt to heat up, though he laughed in the process. Just hoping Serval didn’t step over his boundaries, as they might have an awkward problem to fix then. “Just wanted to chat about...things,” he shrugged, trying not to seem too awkward.

”Glad to hear it. We definitely need our leader right about now,” Servalspots mewed with a sincere smile. He had never been the best at picking up on social cues. And right now, he definitely couldn’t tell that Goldenstar was stressed. Besides, even if he had been able to tell, what could he do about it? The Savannah was bad in these types of situations. He was better at light, airy conversations that didn’t really go anywhere, pointless flirting, and teasing that seemed to never end. Or, battling with opinions. That was one of Servalspots’ favorite things to do, fight with others about their opinions… but he wouldn’t do that to Goldenstar. Especially since the two of them had been getting along so well so far, and Servalspots even respected the leader. He didn’t like showing respect, but he was willing to give a little bit of it to someone who had earned it. Such as a very old warrior, or, in this case… Goldenstar. ”Things, huh?” Servalspots smirked, but turned his body more so that he was facing the smaller tom. ”Alright, friend. Tell me what these “things” are that our esteemed leader has on his mind.” Servalspots smiled as encouragingly as he could… he wasn’t very good at showing encouragement, honestly, but he was trying his best for Golden right now. He knew the smaller tom was kind of awkward, and seemed pretty anxious to him, and he would never want to overwhelm Goldenstar too much. So, encouragement was needed in this situation. Definitely needed.