His defensive stance was backed off a bit, as he listened to the feline's words. "Then keep your claws, and your evil looks to yourself, I thought you were trying to attack me." He settled down into a sitting position, still keeping a close eye on the brute. "What are you doing on Darkclan territory?" Nightstar said this with a deep tone, keeping his muscles down.
She mewed softly back to her mate, before falling into slumber. Her kits cuddled against her, feeling the warmth of her fur, and the beat of her heart. The youngest of the three, whom happened to be Sparrowkit, wandered up into the hole between Lighteyes's front limbs. He licked her chest a bit before placing his head upon her paws and falling asleep.