[Cosmo]

@Constellation

Weasleshade padded happily into the nursery. Thea had finally agreed to getting a warrior name, now she was Fawnfern. The name was pretty, and though it didn't completely suit her he liked it. Fawn was a very sweet name and it was very suitable name for a permanent queen, but perhaps a fiercer suffix would have suited her better. He shrugged, he wasn't the leader, plus her name was beautiful and she was the one who had agreed to getting a warrior name even if it had been his idea. The somali tom walked over to where Fawnfern lay in her nest probably watching the kits play a while a way. He sat down, and curled his tail around his paws, waiting for her to say something. He always found that in a conversation with the molly it was always best that she say the first thing because you never knew what type of mood she was in. And she had quite a temper. He had learned that for himself sadly. When he had agreed to be a adopted father to Mothpaw and Nightpaw he had not expected their adopted mother to be such a temperamental molly. The first few days had been pretty rocky, well very rocky actually and they had always been very rude to each other, constantly fighting. He knew that their relationship was better and they did not fight as much, and when they did it usually ended nicely. But who knew if she liked her knew name? She could hate it for some strange reason. She was just that type of cat. A very confusing type of cat he was not about to try and understand.