[Spartan-117]

Originally Posted by IGotAShoomyForChristmas

Yellowpaw glanced behind him."Yeah. I get to train and stuff, so why wouldn't I be?" He replied. He fully turned around and smirked at Snaggletooth. He'd only been to the place once, but he had met Snaggletooth while he was there. " Well, some Thunderclan idiot scarred my snout, which might I add does NOT look good on me, And I found out I share a clan with two idiots and a newborn kit disguised as an apprentice, with the bonus of a dead mentor, then I was assigned to someone I was not enraptured about, so... I'd say...
Not very well." He announced.

"The battle was fun, and Thunderclan totally deserves to eat snails, but at what cost?" He thought. However, the cats here trained him, so he was going to be able to do whatever with his enemies. As leader, even, maybe.

"Alright, what about you?"

"I am bored. And I understand the feeling of confusion, Yellowpaw." He mews a little sadly. He hates having emotions - they make him angry, which is weird because anger is another emotion, and if he hates emotions, why does feeling emotions make him feel another emotion? Confusion enters his eyes, but he shakes it away before turning to the ambitious young tom and lets out a low laugh.

"What about your training?"