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As if the scent of a stranger (specifically, a MoonClan cat, he noted passively) wasn't interesting enough, the sound of their effort navigating the terrain certainly caught Iceglow's interest. Peering out from the foliage, he examined the stranger. An older cat... It seemed to be fine. Xe seemed expectant even, but xe didn't seem like xe needed any particular assistance. Good. It didn't really speak to Iceglow's sense of helping an elder, he just needed to make sure this cat wouldn't instantly crumple under any pressure.

Accepting his instincts, Iceglow readied himself to pounce. With a plan already formed, he sprung forward, managing to leap over the large cat and gracefully land on the other side of them, turning to face them with a smirk. They eyed the cat up and down with a playful tilt of their head. “Looking for someone out here?” Maybe it was to be expected of an elder, but the large cat looked like it'd seen its fair share of scraps. Xe certainly didn't need Iceglow to lecture xim about the dangers of being out of xeir territory. They probably had plenty of stories of their own. He wasn't really here for stories though.

“If you're planning a coup, I'm not gonna tell anyone. It's not really my business,” he mused, already imagining Crowflame's potential reactions if he later claimed to have helped start a MoonClan coup. It'd probably give them too many ideas.

His ears twitched with the recognition, immediately going on the defensive before realizing that he recognized the old MoonClanner. “Oh, I think I remember you. He met up with you a couple of times, huh? Didn't recognize you on your own,” they mused, looking to xeir side where the large cinnamon cat from their memory typically was. “What's the name you go by? Frigidyeti? Yetiheart? I feel like he was always calling you something different.” Hmm, maybe not wise to tell a cat that Leonidas might go to for work that he was always calling it assorted names and nicknames, but... eh, that wasn't really Iceglow's problem anymore, was it?

Sitting casually opposite of Frigid-Yeti-Heart, he thought further on what they'd said. “You're not waiting for Leonidas, are you? He and I have seen way too much of each other lately.” Didn't think he really had friends to begin with, he added privately. “You make a habit of making rogue friends?”