Ebonycloud's head tilted at the voice of Fawnpaw, she sounded a little frusterated and Mothpaw was trying to persuade something. He shrugged his shoulders and just continued to watch, trying to hear their words.
OOC: But I can't just tell him! He's popular and will want to keep his rep up and he'll say no! If anyone had to tell him somehow, YOU do.
IC: Mothpaw sighed. She didn't know what to think anymore. It was all too confusing. She wanted to believe that she and Ebonycloud had a future, but it was all too difficult...
Ebonycloud was trying to read there expressions now but it wasn't helping. He stood and gracefully closed the gap between him and the two apprentices. "Mothpaw?" he called akwardly. He was still thinking about what he and Blackheart had talked about.
Ebonycloud padded even closer to the two she-cats, "Uh..." he started akwardly. He scolded himself inside. He had never been tongue tied around her and now he must look like a fool. He shuffled his paws trying to think of something to fill the silence.
Ebonycloud shuffled his paws once more and mewed softly, "Do you... want to go... hunting or something? I mena we could go to the training summit and you know... train." His youthful face beamed with his innocence. He smiled warmly and mewed, "Unless you would rather talk to Fawnpaw."
Ebonycloud's ears picked up the snort and he turned his angry gaze to his source. "Do you have a problem?" he nearly hissed. He was trying to be nice to Mothpaw and having his attempt snorted at hurt badly. He bristled a little.