Robincall {He/Him} | ShadowClan | @Prevail
Robincall didn't seem to say a word, he had remained rather calm during the entire segment of the spit, he was happy he was far away, however, as he did not want to be smelling like a River Clan cat when he is done. It is odd that the tom did not react at all, he was neither shocked nor joyful, an odd lack of emotions but curiosity.
"Sounds like it sounds like you hate us because you hate yourself." He muttered, though loud enough for the other cat to hear, his ears flattening. He held back more remarks he want to make unless he wants to start arguing with the darn tom- again. So with all the strength he could muster he does not try to insult the mousebrain.
"I hope you enjoy the rest of your day." He couldn't help but sound rather sarcastic, he supposes he is just furthering this tom's claims on the 'brutal murderers' they all are, oh well. He really hates this cat. Though he watched the cat walk away, he wanted him to be far away from sight and smell before he does the same.