[seasalt]

Originally Posted by starfall

@Stormiiix
Toothless padded out of the nursery, his black pelt shone once he stepped into the sun, the snow crunching beneath his paws as he walked a few mouse lengths in front of the opening to the nursery before turning and looking at his daughter, a big smile plastered on his face "Runningkit, come on, it's not that's cold...if you're really that cold I'll let you cuddle up next to me, my furs thicker than yours." he purred, his green hues shone with love and amusement as he looked at his daughter, he sat himself down with a grunt and neatly wrapped his tail around his paws, letting his mind drift elsewhere for a few seconds, memories of him and Minnowstream running along the river, memories of the kits being born, memories of his kits growing up. Longing and pride washed over the ebony tom, he turned his watery green hues back down to his daughter and smiled sweetly "Look at you, growing up, becoming a big, strong, warrior." he purred, licking the top of the kits head, nothing but love evident on the toms features, words, and actions as he spoke to his daughter.

Runningkit poked her head out curiously, with a mild precaution, out of the nursery. Her mother had told her about the snow before she even came outside, and reassured her that it was fine, and wouldn't harm her. With confidence on her side, she stepped into the snow, squeaking with excitement, and most of all, surprise. So cold.. "No way! I'm a warrior, I can handle this white powdery stuff!" The black she kit squeaked at her father, Toothless, while poking at the snow experimentally, fur fluffing up in anger from her fathers comment, but then curiosity struck her about the snow. "Mama said it was called snaow.." Runningkit mewed, tail quivering with excitement as she raised her head to look at Toothless, her blueish green eyes beaming. She started to run around, energy coursing through her, dashing and leaping around the clearing, but not making a big ruckus, she didn't want to get scolded by her mother, or another warrior. The black she kit stopped by her father, beaming with pride at her fathers comment. "Yeah! I'm going to be the best warrior ever! Just you wait, I'll be hunting, and fighting some pesky intruders, and kick their butts!" Runningkit squeaked jumping around determinedly, thinking about the day she would become a warrior. Yea..I'll be so scary, Shadowclan will be running off with their tail's behind their legs! I'll be the best, maybe the leader! The kit thought with a small giggle, slumping down next to Toothless with a tired, small sigh, but not for long. "That was so fun!" She exclaimed with a squeak, eyes shining with a spark, a shining spark, as she sprang back up, jumping on each front and back paws.