Stretching, Fleetwind rose from where he had been enjoying the crisp air, leaves that had rested upon his back fluttering to the ground, his paws crushing others with soft crackles. He too was feeling uneasy. To much anger, to much war. Thankfully Thunderclan hadn't been involved in it recently. But somehow........he suspected that was soon to change. And with leafbare coming, it was not a good time for fighting among the clans. He wasn't a leader or a deputy, but he paid attention to what was happening. He lived here after all. Scenting a clanmate, he quickly shook the last vestiges of leaf matter from his coat before recognizing Foxbound.
Hello Foxbound! he called softly, and with some amount of enthusiasm, nodding cordially. @
RedHead