[RedHead]

Ick, it's way too cold for this... Flowerpaw padded along, her ears flattened against her head as she tightened her grip on the pump mouse within her jaws. She'd found it burrowing just outside of Riverclan's territory, as she had wandered in that direction to find something to hunt. She was still terrible at hunting, but the mouse had been living quite a nice life, for leaf-bare, and it was easy for her to take down. She'd eaten before leaving the camp as the sun was going down, and now, under the cover of darkness, the calico was making her way to the border. She soon caught the scent of the cat she was looking for, giving a small smile as she padded up to the edge of the border. "Hey fluff-face, you came. I'm actually a little surprised." Flowerpaw was being honest here, she thought that Warblerpaw wouldn't have left the warm comfort of the apprentice's den to meet her at the border on a cold night. That's good though, I suppose. I like it when other's surprise me. She dropped the mouse on his side of the border, giving a tilt of her head and a small smirk. "I brought you some food, can't have my fluff-face become skinny-face, now can I?"

@vermin