[BEAR.]

[ aplogies for the delays on these, y'all ]

Unfortunately for Lionstar, he was beginning to feel like he hardly had time for himself with everything going on within the Clan. He missed Fawn, he missed Gaystep, hell.. he was even starting to miss his parents, stupid Firehawk included. He couldn't get a break away and it was stressing him out.

So when Swanfeather came in-- and instead of asking for something, he was offering-- it came with a feeling of relief. "Sure, Swanfeather-- what do you have?"

[ @hxneysuckle ]

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Lionstar quirked his eyebrow as Dusktail entered his den, looking at the elder curiously. "Well, spit it out." Bringing the medicine cats into this.. indirectly, was a little concerning.

[ @Pancake ]

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Ah, the clown fish had arrived!

Lionstar was wondering when his brother was going to pop in, though he flattened his ears at the nickname. "Don't call me that!" He muttered angrily, bristling his spikey pelt.

"What," he mocked lightly, fully aware Koistream had been chatting away with Gentlethunder, "can't find a Jerkboob willing to help you out? You must've scared him away faster than that she-cat you were chasing!" A feat in itself, given Jerkbrains was denser than packed dirt. "Look, we don't have many Clan-mates down a leg. You could risk your chances with Otterface.. which might kill you with how loony she's been, or you're going to eat dirt training with a cat with four legs regardless. Pick your poison."

[ @Scum ]