SIlverfeather looked down ay Frostpaw and purred. "Sometimes." She murmured before calling to Stormpelt, "how about I carry her intstead of you dragging her?" She asked.
Silverfeather nodded. "I'm sure I'll manage." She purred softly. She bent down and picked Frostpaw gently by her scruff, almost as a mother would and began to walk to the pond.