[Fawn]

After he shook his head to indicate that was the end of the indulgences, he stepped away from his collected reeds to let Lionstorm through. "Very," he agreed with a soft snort, rolling his eyes as Lionstorm stepped away from him but with no particular malice behind the motion. Watching the golden tom, Fawnpaw took a seat where he'd previously stood and watched as he rebuilt the side of the broken den wall.

"I don't know," he meowed idly, a small smile on his muzzle, "I'm kind of enjoying this. Admiring you, that is. You and all your... raw strength." Although fairly sure he'd called him strong already, another time couldn't hurt anything.

However, he brought himself to his paws again to approach Lionstorm, trying to stretch his legs out to look taller, more useful in this task. "Where do you want me to help? What should I be doing?"

@BILL.