[Random Melody]

Originally Posted by Empress Of Evil

The tom was purring when he saw his mate padding over to him, but his purrs cut off abruptly as the Siamese pressed her nose to his cheek. The coldness of her nose sent a shiver running through his body. He shook his fur as best he could in his position, as if trying to shake the cold out of his body. This was one of the things that Stormstrike didn't like about leaf-bare; the cold. He also didn't like the lack of prey. Although he liked the snow at least. It was beautiful despite the little warmth that each flake contained.
"Hey," he purred, giving the leader a small lick on her cheek. It had been a while since they had had the time to sit down and have a proper conversation. Whilst Snowstar had been busy with her leadership duties, the tom had continued on with life and had tried his best to make a few new friends. He wasn't particularly good with making friends and while he had made a few, he still felt quite antisocial. It had been hard not being able to talk to Snowstar. She was not only his mate but his best friend to. It was easy to talk to her but it was nowhere near as easy for him to talk to other cats. There was nothing wrong with the warrior, he just wasn't a social cat. He preferred to stay near those that he knew well.

As the she-cat lay down beside him, the tom shuffled over a little and pressed up against her. One reason for this was that he was cold, the other reason being that he just wanted to. For a short moment, there was a silence between them. Rather than a conversation of words, the pair seemed to have a conversation of affection. And rather than voicing their affection vocally, it instead showed through with their actions and eyes. "Our kits are apprentices now," he remarked quietly, his pale blue eyes shining with pride. It surprised him to see how quickly the six moons had passed. Now their kits were apprentices and training to be warriors. He trusted Snowstar's judgement over who would be their mentors. Now that they had moved up a rank, the tom was very excited to watch them grow into fine young warriors.

Snowstar's ears twitched faintly. The purr didn't stop, but it did lower a little, less loud, at Stormstrike's words. The smile wavered but it didn't disappear, and her ice blue eyes continued to shine, filling with pride but also a small sadness. "I know," She murmured, turning her head toward the clearing for a moment. "Time passes so fast, doesn't it?" She wished she'd had more time to spend with her kits while they were kits. And for them to be born into this.... It wasn't what Snowstar had wanted. She planned to keep them out of the battle if she could - She didn't want them getting hurt, or worse.... Snowstar shuddered at the thought, her ears folding back slightly. They'll be okay. They won't fight. I won't lose them. She told herself, taking a deep breath. Not the time for pessimism - It's never the time for pessimism. Lighten up, Snowy.

The Siamese cleared her throat and finally whisked her gaze away from the clearing, turning back to her mate, the smile returning. "So how have you been?" She asked, shifting on her paws to lean slightly against him. He's kind of warm... She couldn't help but think. Snowstar had short fur so the Leaf-Bares were always a little harder on her. But it meant Green-Leaf was easier for her, so that was a plus? Snowstar didn't mind snow or the cold weather or anything like that, but sometimes it just got a little too cold.