[wren]

In all regular senses this was completely odd, not ever had anybody ever called him strapping. Even those whom he had loved as a youngster and definitely nobody following his incident. He was flattered to say the least, especially from Lionstar? He seemed like a strictly business kind of guy but here they were. Coyotesnarl let a sigh roll from his lips followed by an airy chuckle “you flatter me Lionstar. I’ll say you’ve got quite the taste” he mused this time more prepared for the affectionate smooch tipping his head forward.

He was wondering how well Twilightstar would cope knowing he went off to recruit medicine cats outside of Coldamber and Snailswirl, she’d appreciate it hopefully. And if not? Her head must be full of rocks. “All I can say is that it’s.. an improvement from Brindlejaw. I was getting sick of the herb thing too” A little bit of the personal side showing. He was good at it, but he hated it. The change had been good, he flourished with leadership. Especially when it came to getting cats to actually be moving parts of windclan, there was little wriggle room and influence as a herb cat. Deputy suited him and he had no shame believing it.
”been a while hm? Numbers were so low... it felt more like a hospice than a clan for a couple moons. Hopefully I can whip them into shape. Riverclan seems to be thriving though?” he observed as the camp expansions bustled on around them. Riverclan was surely the biggest and prominent of the clans yet, probably explained why he liked being here so much. Participation and commitment to responsibilities... glorious.

“Play my stones?” he chuckled running his tongue over the injured side of his maw. “It’s been a while since windclan got into any scuffles. We’ve decided that brute force outta knock her back a few pegs. Especially since numbers are up we finally can compete. We can’t pay to wait this one out” it was a day long coming, a day Coyotesnarl was waiting patiently in the wings for. Real battle as a serious contender. “I don’t think we plan on playing this too fairly, after the gathering we intend to head home wait for a couple of hours and return when most of shadowclan has settled down. We don’t think they’ll expect something on a treaty night” he wasn’t too scared about the star cats. Least they could do was maybe send some lightning and thunder, how frightening. Though he wondered how Lionstar would see them news, perhaps he was against attacking the night of a gathering. “Of course. He’s a good medicine cat too, how’s he doing without Otterstone by the way? I happened to miss that announcement at the gathering” he reflected briefly on their conversation even following her demotion.

@BILL.