The look of the deputy said it all. "Kittypet, instead of chatting make yourself useful and call Oakstar. The patrol needs to leave as soon as possible," he meowed coldly at the smaller tom, not knowing if what he said was actually true. To him Sunflame did not deserve the warrior title as the former kittypet had not shown what he could really do.

However Oakstar's word was final and Sharpthorn deeply trusted his judgment, now was the perfect time for his leader's wisdom to prove itself.[i]Let's see how a glorified kittypet fares on a simple patrol[/i] the grey tom thought as he gave the older cat an intimidating look. Sharpthorn wasn't charismatic and he knew it, that is why he based everything on the fear his size and distant ways usually caused. When it came to socializing he went straight to the point and tried to evade smalltalk using intimidation to convince. 

Sharpthorn usually viewed a cat not by gender but by usefulness so he did not understand Burrpelt's problems. The coon obviously found females attractive but he was always so focused in training and clan duties he had little time to spare in courting, perhaps when Oakclan was stable and glorious would he stop to think about that, his imposing presence could perhaps be appealing to some she cats, he wasn't sure. 

What he did understand was annoyance and not caring what Sunflame's response was going to be, Sharpthorn turned and gave Sunflame his broad back as to cut any further conversation or protest. If the orange tom responded aggressively, which he doubted, Sharpthorn would be personally testing his might and would respond as he would with an enemy, even if one of them ended up dead. 

"What happens if we encounter rougues or Boulderclan resistance?" he asked the deputy to change the subject but checking on Sunflame's movements out of the corner of his eye.