NorthClan (warrior cats)

[devious.]

Swiftpaw sat down. "its getting colder."

Shadepaw shivered. "i know. i wish i had longer fur!"

[opti-mism]

Mosseyes set down her own catch, and smiled up at him warmly, her green eyes sparkling against the white snow. "Sure." she said quietly, and padded over to Friskstar's side.

[Fiddle]

Friskstar leaned down and took a bite. "So how's your apprentice doing?" He asked, attempting to start up a conversation.

[opti-mism]

Mosseyes smiled, and reported happily. "She is very eager to learn, and is quite good at hunting." she said, curling her tail around herself. She shivered, as a cold wind blew through camp. Leaning over the rabbit, she took a bite, licking her lips.

[Fiddle]

Friskstar nodded in aproval. A yawn racked his body. He looked down sheepishly at the prey as he took one last bite. "Maybe I can watch a training session tomorrow?" He suggested, tucking his freezing paws beneath him.

[opti-mism]

Mosseyes moved closer to him, her warm body pressing against his cold side. She curled her tail closer, her ears clamped down to keep them warm. She smiled brightly at Friskstar. "Of course you can!" she said happily, her green eyes shining warmly, even though it was so cold out.

[devious.]

Swiftpaw heard Mosseyes and Friskstars conversation. "hear that?" she mewed. " Friskstars going to watch Brierpaw train!"

"lucky," said Shadepaw enviously.

[moreponiesneeded]

Brierpaw selected a piece of fresh kill and decided to eat next to the two sisters,"mind if i join you?"

[opti-mism]

Mosseyes laid her head softly on her paws, and shivered as another strong gust of wind blew through camp. Curling her tail closer, she blinked, and sighed. She hated the cold.

[Fiddle]

Friskstar purred at Mosseys, and then as he heard the apprentices talking. "I soppose i should check on how all the apprentices are doing." He looked up to watch the approaching storm clouds that were once distant start to cover up silverpelt. The first stray snowflakes blew into camp. They were fat and stuck to his pelt without melting. Friskstar got up and streched. The sun was completely gone now. "I think we should all head off to our dens now before we freeze our tails off. He gave his pelt a shake from the snow.