Post by Cloud of Diamonds on Sept 2, 2009 15:30:59 GMT -5
Falconkit
Falconkit refrained from snorting at the antics of his sister, but barely. If Hailstorm and Sootpaw hadn't been there, he would've been groaning, rolling his eyes, and expressing doubt that they were related, let alone littermates. Sticking your tongue out..they were nearly apprentices, for StarClan's sake! She should start acting like one. As for GOING on the patrol...he had to admit it would be exciting, but it was against the warrior code! He cleared his throat and said, "Cinderkit, perhaps we should return to the nursery." He said, as the patrol began to leave. He was proud that Hailstorm hadn't been mad at them. Reedfoot, though...Falconkit's thoughts returned to the she-cat (yes, Reedfoot is a she-cat. Not a tom.) She might be a good mentor for him, perhaps. His short tail waving behind him as he padded back to the nursery, he wondered who Owlstar would pick when the time came.
Birchtail
The slender tabby she-cat nodded and swiftly padded after her Clanmate as he stalked regally out of camp. The PineClan border! It was all Birchtail could do to stop from sighing in pity for those poor cats. What a mess their lives must be! She shuddered at the thought. The queen dipped her head in a friendly way at Sootpaw as she went by. The poor cat, having to put up with her feisty daughter! Ah, Cinderkit. Birchtail hoped the cat who was picked for mentor could knock a little bit of sense into the plucky kit. Chuckling softly at the look of horror on Sootpaw's face at Cinderkit's words, she went on after Hailstorm.
Falconkit refrained from snorting at the antics of his sister, but barely. If Hailstorm and Sootpaw hadn't been there, he would've been groaning, rolling his eyes, and expressing doubt that they were related, let alone littermates. Sticking your tongue out..they were nearly apprentices, for StarClan's sake! She should start acting like one. As for GOING on the patrol...he had to admit it would be exciting, but it was against the warrior code! He cleared his throat and said, "Cinderkit, perhaps we should return to the nursery." He said, as the patrol began to leave. He was proud that Hailstorm hadn't been mad at them. Reedfoot, though...Falconkit's thoughts returned to the she-cat (yes, Reedfoot is a she-cat. Not a tom.) She might be a good mentor for him, perhaps. His short tail waving behind him as he padded back to the nursery, he wondered who Owlstar would pick when the time came.
Birchtail
The slender tabby she-cat nodded and swiftly padded after her Clanmate as he stalked regally out of camp. The PineClan border! It was all Birchtail could do to stop from sighing in pity for those poor cats. What a mess their lives must be! She shuddered at the thought. The queen dipped her head in a friendly way at Sootpaw as she went by. The poor cat, having to put up with her feisty daughter! Ah, Cinderkit. Birchtail hoped the cat who was picked for mentor could knock a little bit of sense into the plucky kit. Chuckling softly at the look of horror on Sootpaw's face at Cinderkit's words, she went on after Hailstorm.