hooked on a feeling

He expected something from his sister, but a quick rap of her paw to his head certainly wasn’t quite it. The impact caused him to a blink, and his features went on a roller coaster ride of confusion, and then darkened to a frown. She lectured him then – this time more in depth.

He spoke nothing at first – he even managed to refrain from glowering at her. Instead, a sardonic snort escaped him at the mention of being Rapier Frostfur’s son, and he cast her a critical glance over. “No, the son of Rapier Frostfur would not allow himself to get so attached,” he mused quietly, recalling the hardened exterior of his mother. She had been an endearing soul – but she had also never let anyone get too close to her.. spare, perhaps, their uncle Katana.