It was so close, so within reach, he could practically feel the cool stone beneath his paws. Salvation was so close...

"May I ask where you're going?"

Lynxstar stopped in his tracks, his whiskers twitching in irritation. He turned around, looking to see who would dare try to speak to him on his mission, yet he found no one. He parted his jaws and tasted the air, making out the scent of another cat. He took a defensive position, his golden eyes searching for the cat. he was quiet for a long moment, his tail twitching in anticipation. "Who would need to know?" he finally responded. He had no reason to state his business to a cat that didn't belong to his clan, and he especially didn't need to stay here when he had important business to attend to.

But still.

He didn't know very much about Riverclan, the fish-lovers seemed to keep their business to themselves and out of the affairs of the other clans. It certainly didn't help that their current leader, or representative, or whatever they called it was so... secretive it seemed. Their clan was small, he knew that much, just as flimsy as the element most of them represented. He wasn't keen on finding out any secrets from them, especially when he had nothing to gain from it. He didn't lower himself from his stance, but he did allow himself to relax a bit.

"Friend or foe?" he called.