Flamespirit stepped out of the way so Shrewclaw could leave, standing by the side of the entrance and glaring at the cat with a gaze fun of unfamiliar hatred, baring his teeth and hissing at the warrior.
Sunsky poked her head out of the warriors' den, watching the exile go down, and Russetpaw stood up, puffing out his chest and volunteering for the mentioned patrol, in case they needed and extra set of paws.