[Cosmo]

Originally Posted by Midgefur

@Mystical

With a bit of a hasty step, Snailflower exited the nursery den and out into the open of the WindClan camp. Though there wasn't much indication otherwise, her face was as calm as usual, irritation was seen in the sharp flick of her tail. It was common to see the warrior in and around the nursery whether bringing prey, minding kits, or just chatting with the queens. But there was a certain queen that tended to rub her the wrong way, even when nothing was stated outright. Looks or tones that gave her the idea she wasn't welcome there at all. Put off, she had left some extra moss and fur by the entrance and took off towards a flat rock near the freshkill pile.

Compared to the trodden-down grass of camp, which was damp and cool, the rock had been warmed gradually by whatever heat managed to reach it from the Leafbare sun, and while not bakingly warm, it was certainly tempting to put your paws up for a moment. The chocolate-brown molly plunked herself down, touched the toes of her forepaws to the rock and let out a sigh. Her tail relaxed and settled gently behind her, any tensity that was in her slowly faded and Snailflower took to watching as cats came and went from camp.

Alabasterdusk wasn't a very social cat so the term "returning from a hunting patrol" wouldn't really be the right thing to say if he was by himself. The white fluffy tom was honestly coming back from a failed attempt at a hunt. He would pass it off as a walk if any cat was too ask him. He was a terrible hunter, and he didn't socialize very often so there had been no one to go with him so they could catch something instead. He sighed, and flicked his tail in irritation as he gazed around the camp. The sun was full over head and his usual shady spots did not appear to be as dark and calming as usual. To bad for napping it off.

Annoyed that his favorite pass time was no longer an option, Alabasterdusk began to look around the camp in irritation, there had to be something. Then his gaze caught on the fresh kill pile, he quickly moved his away from it, but only a little ways, he was to embarrassed by his hunting failure to look at prey. Then he noticed a she-cat sitting near the fresh kill pile. Snaiflower! She was one of his best friends, and seeing certainly made him feel better. Alabasterdusk padded forward, practically skipping in joy, and then came to a halt beside the she-cat. "Snailflower!" He meowed happily, his mood completely changed.