Talonstrike (Blind)

Talonstrike raised his muzzle to the air, taking in a deep breath and catching the softest hint of rain on the winds. "What did you catch, Bat?" Talonstrike shook his mane at the sound of his king's voice, tuning though not seeing in the direction it came from. "A bit of rain, Little Brother. Furthermore, bats aren't blind you know." A gruff laugh echoed from beside him before Shortstar butted his shoulder almost sending him toppling over. "It's not like you've ever seen one to know." Well, that was fair enough but it still wasn't nice. "True, all I know are the stories your mate sees fit to tell me as we spend our days together.", Talonstrike goaded. He felt a sharp smack to the side of his head, it seemed his brother had his limits of what he would joke with. "For all my love for you Brother, should I find you defying me behind my back I will have you thrown from the Pride. None of your clanmates would ever question me." The blind male rubbed his aching brow as his king berated him. "I was only joking, Shorty. Fierceclaw wouldn't look twice at me anyways." He heard Shortstar stalking away from him and could only think of what his brother would do should he find his prized cub, Emberbreath might actually be his niece...