Originally Posted by Ombre Party (Post 512318) Haildew walked out of the warriors den into the clearing with a yawn. He had overworked himself again last night, proving to not only others, but himself, that he was the best warrior he could be for his adoptive clan. Where was the reward? He asked himself that every morning if he did something like this. It is having a clan to call my own and cats to have my back when I need them, he reminded himself. He grabbed a thrush and spotted Snowbranch. He trotted over hesitantly. "Hey Snow." he greeted her

Originally Posted by Silver Fishie (Post 512320) Snowbranch’s Head jolted up when she heard pawsteps and her abbreviated name. “No ones called me that in ages.” She commented, seeing Haildew approach. “Getting some food?” She asked, her tail flicking. Her blue orbs surveyed his, and she soon lifted one paw to chew on one nail to trim it down and shed the outer layer. For her, sharpness of claws and quickness of mind was important. She smiled up at Haildew. “ Care to join me?”

"Thats why I'm here." He chuckled. "To remind cats of their pasts." He agree wistfully. He nodded. "Yes. I'm Afraid I have to eat to live, though sometimes I wish I didn't." He smiled at his half-joke, searching her face and blue eyes that matched his.
"If you don't mind having me." He smiled down at her.

Originally Posted by Ombre Party (Post 512322) "Thats why I'm here." He chuckled. "To remind cats of their pasts." He agree wistfully. He nodded. "Yes. I'm Afraid I have to eat to live, though sometimes I wish I didn't." He smiled at his half-joke, searching her face and blue eyes that matched his. "If you don't mind having me." He smiled down at her.

Originally Posted by Silver Fishie (Post 512328) ”The past is only a bitter reminder of the cat you were yesterday. Focus on who you are now, and become the cat you are tomorrow.” She meowed flatly, but a smile crept onto her face. “I enjoy the company. Talking makes it easier to think, for me at least. Others say chit chat is a distraction.” She meowed, twitching her whiskers and taking another warm bite of her mouse. The fur was soft and chewy, her favorite part of the meal.

Haildew shrugged. Her words made since, as much as he did not like to admit it. "Yes I suppose." He agreed, flicking his tail tip in agreement with a yawn still showing his grogginess.
"I do too." He told her, as of, he had not gotten much of it recently because it seemed to him no cat was with him. Snowbranch was the first friendly face he'd seen in awhile. "Yeah, most of the times talking triggers my memory. It helps." He agreed with her, taking a bite of the warm, scent-ample thrush that seemed freshly killed.