Mosstangle pushed back on Aldersnarl's head playfully. "Oh, too busy, but good!" As she pulled away from her brother, the light scent of quietsparrow hit her nose. Her ear twitched a bit, but she bit back the comment she wanted to make. "And you? How has the big, strong, Aldersnarl been? Taking care, I hope?" She asked.

However, before hearing his reply, she continued. "It's been so long since we went and did something, you're always so busy!" With quietsparrow... The tabby she-cat smiled at Aldersnarl, careful not to show her discontent, though some of her tone might've given away how much she missed being around him.

Mosstangle picked herself a plump-looking mouse as the siblings went to the freshkill pile and followed him to the secluded corner of the clearing, sitting cozily beside him.

"Mothpaw must be getting the best training," She purred, content, for now, with sitting beside Aldersnarl and sharing a meal. She gnawed on the mouse, enjoying the flavor as she pondered. "I wonder when if I'll ever get an apprentice. You think you can give me some tips when I do?" She asked, playfully flicking her tail against her littermate's flank.

Mosstangle snorts at her brother's emphasis, cocking her head to feign being offended. "Big mousebrain, maybe!" She chuckles, wrinkling her nose playfully. The tabby she-cat licks her paws clean of the mouse she enjoyed as she pauses. "Seriously, though, I'm sure it'll happen at some point. I do need my..." She rolls her eyes. "Big brother to help me out, sometimes." She mews as she stretches out, long legs reaching as far in front of her as they could.