This was stupid.
This was so stupid.
Why had he come to BloodClan? Out of all the places he could have gone today why did it have to be one of SunClan's largest enemies. Clearly something was wrong with Rob's head. Sure, he had business with the damned kitsune whom had tortured him, but that wasn't something to bring to the other's homefront.
Stepping over the border by just a few inches the white-furred male quickly shrunk back.
This is too stupid.
Too stupid for him to go for. If Dimitri wanted to talk to him he'd have to do it where Rob was. After all, Dimitri didn't get to tell him what to do or where to go. Heck, Rob didn't even enjoy Dimitri's company. The BloodClan warlord and ColouredClan leader was a sadistic bastard with a thing for Rob's blood. The Goldenblood shouldn't have just come around so nonchalantly asking to speak with the male. It had to be a trap.
Stepping away from the scented border Rob sighed and began walking back home.
That was pointless.