| Sprucepaw |
With his air of indifference, Fudge turned his gaze towards where Angry was looking, his eyes widening almost imperceptibly as he recognized the feline he spoke of. One of the cats he'd assumed was Tigermentorface was new to the clan? And she was a... RiverClan cat? And her name was Violetfreckle.
Snort. Okay. Sure. He'd let these cats know when violet freckles started popping up on their faces. Honestly... of all the mundane, idiotic names these cats could come up with.
Evidently there were also three new apprentices in the clan. Cats who were from... outside. Who did not belong. Much like he didn't. This part made him nervous. What would happen if these newcomers were better than him? Proved to fit in easier than he did? Would he then be kicked out? Like that cat. The one with the face. Look... he didn't really care who the cat had been, just what they represented, okay? Mostly that he could also lose his place here. Let's not lose perspective though. Names were just names. Mostly. If you changed them every time you sneezed like these clan cats did.
The one solace he found here was that these apprentices had been given ridiculous names like he had when he'd joined. At least he hadn't been an exception in that regard... although now he couldn't tell if that was a good thing or not. It wasn't until Angry mentioned reassignments, however, that he shifted his gaze back to her, a gleam of interest in them despite himself. Alright... Okay. So apparently, if he never found Tigerobviouslykeepshidingfromme, he still had a chance? To not be kicked, he meant. He might just be reassigned?
Oh, that was a relief! Huge relief! Such a big relief, in fact, he could feel his muscles untense and the need for a nap. A good, proper long nap. Not those tense, can't miss out Tiger calling to me naps. He'd looked for his mentor a whooping total of two times already. Hadn't found them. Now it was officially a them problem. Not him. Them. Despite himself, a side of his lip curled up in a malicious little smirk as he placed his head on his paws, contentedly waiting for the meeting to end so he could go back to what was truly important. Catching up on his beauty sleep.