The Slow and steady strides did not betray the inner feelings of the Golden eared cat. His tail threatened to ‘pop’ out at any moment, and he was having a harder time than he thought possible containing his happiness. Father would be displeased in this situation. He had to be in control, calm, and collected at all times. Sure, he appeared as such outwardly as he stopped at the double doors before pushing them open. Outward appearances would only fool the man for so long. He must strive for outward AND inward calm. Not an easy feet with the constant eruptions of butterfly’s.

After stepping through the doors he shook his head lightly letting blonde hair free from its neatly done trimmings, and soft golden ears ‘popped’ up on his head. He could not care less for the fact at this point in time, his father WASN’T THERE. He was free of the man for a time, he was not going to be under the constantly scrutinizing blue eyes gaze. “I thought I smelled cat coming from you.” The voice of the black wolf brought him down from the momentary high.

With ears now perked up he turned back to face the teen… that was following him. The piece of crumpled parchment in his hand showed that he had passed. Good for him… Rashim supposed. He had not seen any of the raven haired wolf’s trials, so he didn’t know much about him other than that he was a bit of a stalker… or simply interested in whatever Rashim was up to. “I do not see you’re point.” The blonde stated and turned back to the matter at hand - getting to the central doors in the courtyard. 

The place was still rather full, or rather… was back to being nearly full. They had not been there long, but it was definitely past time for afternoon feeding - lunch. His stomach was not demanding sustenance just yet, so he would easily be able to last a short time longer before heading that way.

The largest oaken double doors loomed before him, the main building leading up into the spire high above. It would not e long now.