Wilting roses... [Soot, Swallow & Others]

[[.___Paije] !]

ooc// okay, this is my first rp post in awhile Cloudie, you know that. xD So I hope this'll be good enough. D:

A role play between Soot and Swallow, but if you're like...involved with the plot somehow; like Swallowpelt's kits, mate, siblings or something like that just ask and probably we can add you in too. =D
Also this post really sucks. :C I'm so sorry, this is my first post in actually...three months I think. D8

bic// It was a pleasant, but chilly sunrise in New-Leaf. They were still shaking off the some-what tough Leaf-Bare, and every morning with out doubt you could see a hint of frost on the grass. The gray she-cat's bedding was scattered all over her pelt from her restless night before. The nest not too far away was her sister, who shared hers with her mate Otterfur. Sootstorm let out a soft sigh, blinking her soft-colored eyes to adjust her sight to the soft light that was peeping through the entrance of the warrior's den. "Swallowpelt, are you up yet?" she mumbled, looking over to the gray pelt about two mice-lengths away. Sootstorm would never admit it; but she had always been slightly jealous of her sister. She was pretty, had a nice mate who she had befriended after her close sister had become mates with the brown tom. She envied Swallowpelt's kits too. Smart, beautiful, and the light of her sister's life. The gray tabby wanted kits herself; but had no mate yet. However, she knew not to dwell on this. If it were meant to happen, it will happen.

Another sigh emerging from the stormy cat's mouth, she stood and shook her pelt free of the grass strands and what ever else had entered her pelt while she was asleep. Only to end up at the fresh-kill pile to grab a thick vole from the pile, ending up back in the warrior's den and setting it in the space between herself and her sister, having the courtesy to share with her. Sootstorm didn't need the whole piece of meat.

[Cloud of Diamonds]

OOC: It's all right, really. xD Just one small thing: While Swallowpelt and Otterfur would certainly sleep in nests that were next to each other, they wouldn't sleep in the same one because a) that'd be too hot and b) I don't think they'd both fit in one nest, they're pretty dang big. Also, I'm surprised that Sootstorm thinks Swallowpelt is pretty. Not surprised at her jealousy, though. I hope she finds someone. <3 xD

BIC: The former ForestClanner was dozing deeply until a slight scraping noise reached her sensitive (if heavily nicked) ears and consciousness filled her brain, though she did move or open her eyes. It took a few moments for her to lazily sniff the air, and the scent of her sister (along with fainter scents of the other warriors) filled her nose. But Sootstorm was gone. Dawn patrol, probably, the muscular she-cat thought as she grumpily pushed herself out of the mass of twigs and moss and arched her spine in a stretch. She cast a fond glance at her sleeping mate, and was about to step out of her sleeping place when a familiar face reappeared in front of her, along with prey.

"You want to share with me, Sootstorm?" There was slight wonder in her voice, an emotion rarely seen in the warrior. Since she and Otterfur had become mates and she'd had her kits, she and her sister had seen less of each other. Though she wasn't a mind reader - heck, she was bad at relating to cats in general unless they were Otterfur or unless they were her kin (and even then, look at how different she and Shrikewhisker were) - she suspected Sootstorm was probably jealous and feeling a bit lonely. Of course, she didn't know this for sure and it was more than likely she was wrong. But she knew that if it was the other way around, it was how she'd be feeling. Not to mention depressed. She chuckled quietly. She may still often be grumpy, but flat out depressed, dark, and no fun to be around was how she'd been before Otterfur had gentled her a bit.

Well, Otterfur and her kits. Being a mother had calmed her down a little. If you counted keeping track of two sons and a daughter calming.