Snowfire felt satisfied at noting Littlesteps nod, and a slight rumble that indicated a purr. Flickering his thick tail, he glanced at the prey pile. About half-full. It bothered him somewhat about the hunting patrols- the cats had managed, but ordered needed to be kept. Making a mental note to question Blackstar on it later, the pure white tom focused his attention on Littlestep. Most definitely. Knowledge is power, and the more we know the better for us all.
Falling silent for a second Snowfire yawned as they neared the entrance. Also... thank you for coming with me on the hunt. he mewed, truly grateful; he rarely hunted with someone else, and it was quite refreshing to speak to someone. Especially someone as calm, collected, and wise as Littlestep.
Yet as they neared the nursery, the warrior could barely keeping from flattening his ear in anger. Why had she struck him? Dropping the mouse before Rosewing, the tom focused his gaze upon the heavily pregnant queen. Why did you strike me, Rosewing?
Tagged ;; Littlestep, Silentkit, Rosewing