"Hey Snowpaw." The tom angled his head so she was in full view and grinned at her loosely. "I would ask if I could but I'm afraid I don't speak spider." There was mock sorrow filling his voice and he swatted the cobweb a bit too hard and it detached from its perch up high. "Oh well, it was fun while it lasted." He sighed, sitting up and wiping the sticky thread off of his paw and on the rock.

He nodded, excited by the idea. He was so much younger than many of the warriors and apprentices never invited him to hunt these days which was disappointing. Warriors were so boring and strict and serious... He probably shouldn't think that way as a warrior himself but his mentality was different than a lot of theirs, unfortunately. "Yeah, sure! It sounds easier and more than than trying to speak spider," he replied with a mrrow of amusement.

"I think Foxstar needed warriors. I became an apprentice as soon as I was weaned from my mother and then a warrior just after six moons along with my littermates." He admitted. In his opinion, he had been promoted too early in both aspects as he had not even been fully grown as a warrior. Lochflare was lucky that he had some talent and could keep up but not all the kits were so lucky and struggled through their training. "Plus, I'm good with my paws," He gloated with a grin, holding up one large black paw. On top of being handsome, the warrior was practically a wall of muscle and the longer he was a warrior to bigger and stronger he became.

"How come it took you forever to become an apprentice?" His tone was light and made it clear that she was welcome to reject his question and not answer it if she didn't want.

He noticed her forced smile an dhow uncomfortable the apprentice seemed even as she explained. He felt sorry for her suddenly and realized how unfairly he had been promoted. When he became a warrior the brown and black tom did not have hardly any skills compared to how he should have been. The warrior decided not to press her any further but rather to accept her answer with a nod and a twitch of his ears. "I hope you're fast. I haven't done much rabbit catching!" He admitted with a purr. His skills were not what they should have been and he was a much more skilled fighter than a hunter, that was where almost every ounce of training had gone into.

[ um, so his character took a bit of an unexpected turn and he is realizing that Sunclan is a cult and I might end up having him leave the clan in search of freedom. It was a sudden development but I wanted to give you a heads up. I cant remember if these two were supposed to just be friends or more and I'm open to anything, but he wont be in Sunclan eventually. cx ]

He nodded and kept his direction nonchalantly. "Well, we'll find out soon!" Lochflare was a small and nimble cat so he was an excellent contender for the rabbits. He excelled in fighting, but had recently been able to focus his attention on certain prey especially the difficult ones. "You see, I like a challenge." He grinned with a playful growl.

(Ah, yes that's what I thought. I wasn't planning on having him go anywhere, but I didn't know he was going to watch his father be executed or talk to a Dayclan cat turned Sunclan that opened his eyes *sweats*. We can still do all of that but his arc might be a little bit different as they go into it lol)

"I haven't seen or smelled a Moonclan cat recently. Do you suppose they're getting cocky?" He meowed. The borders didn't seem particularly strong and outside of gatherings there wasn't a whole lot happening. It was rather strange, really, but he wasn't worried either. They currently had two clans under their control so what harm could a few Moonclan weaklings really do over some rabbits?

"I could climb up that tree and jump on top of it? It might spook them out if I'm loud enough." Even through the ground, the rabbits would be able to feel and hear him easily. If they were lucky, the rabbits would be spooked enough to run out or maybe they would just burrow deeper. He was hoping for the former.