[Doom]

Originally Posted by Moonraven

Escape crickets? The WindClan's leader's head slighted itself in curiosity trying to make sense of what was being told of her. Did she mean that she was literally being attacked by crickets(which was unheard of to her), or that the chirping noses that the insects made were annoying? Either or it might be a good idea to go and speak with the queens, whether there were crickets getting in the den or a nest of crickets nearby, no needed their sleep disturbed by loud critters.

Twilightstar plops her chin down on the kit's forehead briefly once she's cuddled in and cozy. She angled her single full ear towards the entrance of the den as Nettlekit glanced in the direction of the opening. She could hear the chirping, but the noise seemed rather faint to her. A big yawn escapes the little one's maw, returning the leader's attention to her with a bemused chuckle leaving her mouth. "You're welcome," Twilightstar told her in return, curling her tail a little tighter around the small body.

"Hmm, having a den to yourself isn't as fun as you imagine. It can be nice at first, especially in warmer seasons, but it gets lonely especially when you have to sleep every day by yourself. Plus, I get cold easily, when I had denmates there was always someone laying beside me close enough could share warmth with." Twilightstar purred softly, ducking her head to give the kit's forehead a few affectionate licks. "But enough about that, you should get to sleep, you'll wake up in a bad mood if you don't get enough rest."

Nettlekit's ears angled on Mama Twilight as she gave a slice of thought on having your own den, eyes and maw wide with wonder. Was it really that lonely and cold in here? Her nose scrunched up as she engaged in critical thought, whickers twitching curiously. "Well, you're warm right now, and not lonely because I'm here!" She chirped, giggling through her loud purrs when Twilightstar gave an affectionate lick on her forehead.

Then it was finally sleepytime. Nettlekit was ready to retort, but the idea of being in a bad mood made her reconsider it. Being in a bad mood was no fun...so sleepytime it wins! "Okay, mama..." Nettlekit yawned, finally resting her head on the lilac molly's belly. It wasn't long before the heavy feeling of sleep returned to her once more. "Nighty night." She softly mewed, before finally drifting off to her sweet, sweet dreamland.

That night, she would dream of being clan leader, who fought off giant crickets to protect her clan, and she was super super cool.