Ambergaze finally pulled himself from his nest at the commotion inside camp, Sunstar is back. He paused though and looked around shortly for his assigned mate, Ivythorn. She must already be out and about. He licked his fur for a few moments, clearing the moss and other debris his black pelt collected from his nest during his slumber. The tom slipped outside of the warriors den and trotted over to Ivythorn with a smile- curling his tail in a friendly manner. He wanted to try and actually be close with Ivythorn- sure it would take time but Ambergaze wasn't a tom that went behind someone's back, assigned mates or not. Plus it could never hurt to try..right? "Good morning Ivythorn, sleep well?" He meowed- ears flicked forward, he genuinely wanted to know how she was this morning.
She looked away as he finished and let his reply sit for awhile- though she failed to bite back a low- nearly inaudible growl that escaped her muzzle at him saying that it's unlikely he'd be chosen. Every cat should be innocent until proven guilty, right? While being known for being openly non-aggressive she did hold a certain protective side of those who were close to her. While she and Shadowclaw weren't close by any means as some assigned mates were she wasn't going to let him be walked over if there wasn't a solid reason why- and even then she likely would be deeply troubled if such an event were to happen. "No one has proof you did anything. You'd make a wonderful deputy- regardless of what rumors say." She meowed- bitterness was underlying in her tone. Not towards Shadowclaw, but the situation. Eventually though she folded her front paws under her chest- curling her tail to her side and effectively becoming a small ball of silky soft fur. "If he chooses the wrong cat the clan will suffer for moons.." She muttered fretfully- she could almost feel herself getting worked up over the thought so instead she resorted to grooming her paw meticulously. Still though she held and ear flicked towards Shadowclaw attentively.