Littlestep started to stir in the early morning. The small rays had just started to peak through the warriors' den. Lifting her small head the fae glanced next to her where her mate laid, his sweet scent filled her nose as she breathed. Rising to her paws, she carefully stretched before leaving the den, it was weird to be back in the warriors' den after staying in the nursery so long. Glancing around the clearing she thought of Sparrowtail and her lost friend.
Stormpaw slept heavily in the apprentices' den, the new nest hadn't bothered her one bit. Her brother, Creekpaw, on the other hand was a different story. The larger tom had rolled over onto her and woke her up. The small apprentice grumbled a bit as she wasn't fully awake yet and didn't have a reaction other than the grunt. Opening her blue-grey eyes, the she-cat watched her brother get ready to leave his nest.
ooc;; ashpaw is also open


























