Raven's head jerked up and he saw a cat. A BLUE CAT! Raven gasped. "Woah your pelt is blue!" He meowed. Then the warning suddenly passed over to him and Raven took 5 pawsteps back from the river.
Raven's ears perked up as he heard something about a clan. "Clan?" He tiled his head. Was this a wild cat?! He thought to himself. Raven thought that they smelled fishy. Like, actually fishy. "Are clans full of wild cats?" He asked curiously, completely ignoring the question about his caretakers. Raven didn't want to think about that.
Seabreeze
Seabreeze flicked an ear at the observation, "I am blue." He offered back lamely, unsure how to properly respond to that. It wasn't like people pointed out others pelt colors all mystified often and Seabreeze didn't interact with kits often in general, he was kind of bad with speaking with them properly. He just awkwardly answers and calls it a day. He was happy to see that the kit had the mind to listen as he took some steps away from the water before interrogating the lionheart.
"Clan. I'm from Riverclan. I guess you could say that we're wild cats. We're wild compared to kitty pets, and perhaps even some rogues. But we aren't feral." Seabreeze offered in explanation, before turning his own question onto the younger tom, "What're you doing out here? Haven't you heard the stories about clan cats?" Because obviously if the kit recognized the word than that meant that he heard some sort of story and most stories about the clans that tumble and get gossiped don't paint them in a very friendly light.