Dawnlark Plains I am not throwin' away my shot

Goldenwind should have been wiser and assumed that the stranger he saw was to come to him asking questions. And he certainly did not expect the male to ask him such a question that made the warrior stop dead in his tracks. So... My instincts were right... By Starclan... But he couldn't let his thoughts escape him, he kept his composure and was unmoving, what should he say? Goldenwind knew every Windclan warrior that he laid eyes on and judging by the look and scent, this was no Windclan warrior.

He had to play his cards right.

"Maybe," his voice oozing with mystery as he then turned his head towards the silver male, sliding his eyes in a slightly untrusting glare. "Who wants to know?" The warrior inquired with a bit of sass to his voice since there was no point in hiding that he was of the clans that the silver man questioned him.