The Sky's The Limit....Isn't It?

[Falcon]

Skypaw padded into camp shaking off wet piles of snow from her body, she hoped that newleaf would come soon, she was growing tired of leafbare and the shortage of prey, she managed to catch a small mouse but she knew that it was never going to fully feed any cat, maybe a kit at best Lionhearted

[Lionhearted]

The dark brown tom padded into camp wearily, a rather small rabbit clinging to his jaws. He felt horrible about catching it, because it had been a baby, and thus easy to pull out of its sleeping hole. He knew that in the winter all the prey tended to sleep the entire time, and he'd been lucky to find a rabbit hole. The small kit-rabbit was pitiful and had slept near the entrance, and Buzzardheart had reached in deftly and pulled it out, killing it even before it woke up in the leafbare chilliness.

"Hey, Skypaw," he said, too tired and cold to even flirt. Plus, she was an apprentice. That would've been just creepy. "All right? Doing well?"

[Falcon]

Skypaw dropped her catch on the pile and jumped when she heard someone call her name "O-oh hello Buzzardheart" she said shyly looking down and shuffling her paws as she backed up a few steps "I'm having an alright day, how about you?" she mumbled awkwardly, not sure how to talk to over cats

[Lionhearted]

Flicking his ears, Buzzardheart tipped his head. "I'm fine, thanks for asking," he said, purring. "So whatcha up to? You look kinda lonely. Want someone to hang out with you?" he asked, slidling up towards her. He laid the baby rabbit down in front of her, gazing at it sadly for a moment. "Yeah, poor thing," he said quietly. "My father always said 'don't kill the young'uns. Then they won't be able to have young'uns of their own. but I had no choice. This has been the only food I've found in days. We're bound to starve if we don't turn to desperate measure. How are you coping with the coldness? What's keeping you going?"

[Falcon]

Skypaw shrugs "just wanting to help I guess, every cat is doing the best they can, and if I can manage to bring back at least something then that means I'm doing my share to try and feed the clan, newleaf will be here soon though, thank Starclan, we just need to keep holding on a bit longer" she mumbled, slow and quite

[Lionhearted]

Buzzardheart frowned, getting slightly frustrated with her. Why did she keep mumbling? "Hey," he said, stepping a bit closer, trying to sound friendly, "can you talk, er, a little clearer? I can't really hear you. I'm not going to bite or anything," he said chuckling lightly. He wasn't sure if he liked Skypaw a lot or not, but he decided to give her a chance. "Can you look up, too? So I know you're not like, ignoring my handsomeness or something," he joked. "A lot of she-cats seem to be doing that lately, and doing that to my face hurts, you know?"

[Falcon]

Skypaw coughed a little to try and clear the lump from her throat "I'm just a bit...shy" she managed to get out a little louder raising her head a little so she could look at his legs instead of his paws "sorry I know that cat's don't really like that, my littermates are more popular then I am" she shrugs again

[Lionhearted]

"So?" Buzzardheart shrugged. "It's not them who're going to make you popular. You have to make yourself popular. Nothing comes to you. You either have to get to it yourself, or meet it halfway." No one wonder she's by herself all the time, he mused, flicking his ears. "C'mon. If you just try to talk to others, then it'll work out eventually, and get easier. You just have to practice, all right? Now, what do you want to do? Go for a walk? A hunt? A patrol? What do you like to do in your spare time? I know you apprentices are busy-- there must be something that you enjoy doing, that you look forward to after training everyday."

[Falcon]

Skypaw shrugged "I just like to lay down and relax, think about stuff, nothing really all that cool" she didn't really WANT to be popular it was to much pressure, everyone was always watching you and waiting for you to slip up, being a wall flower was easier cause nobody paid you much attention and you could just be yourself

[Lionhearted]

"Oh, you're boring," said Buzzardheart playfully, nudging her with his shoulder. "Come on. I'll show you exciting stuff. Stop being such a cavemouse, and see the sunlight sometime! Let's go for a run. Race you, all right? Let's go! I don't know where we're going, but we'll figure out a destination! It's all in the playful spirit." and without warning, he took off, trotting a bit to let Skypaw catch up. "Whoo hoo! This is nice, isn't it? The cold breeze is awesome."

[Falcon]

Skypaw raced after Buzzardheart wondering where they were going and if the warrior had snuck into the medicine den and stole some cat mint, was it possible for any cat to be so...hyper, he could easily give the kits a run for their money on a good day "The breeze is alright" she shrugged "but I'd rather have a bit of warm air since we've had cold air for a while"

[Lionhearted]

Buzzardheart shrugged. "Me too, I guess. but let's enjoy what we have already, eh? After all, you do only get a cold breeze once in a while, too! You can make fun out of anything, as long as you're willing to see it." Stretching and yawning, he shook off his pelt. "Want to go for a run? Or what?" he asked, feeling that familiar twinge of annoyance. Please do something with me other than reject all my ideas, he silently prayed. "What do you want to do?" he asked again.

[Falcon]

"I'm up for anything really, my mentor just wanted me to hunt today so as long as I get a little more prey for the clan I don't think my mentor will mind if I go out and have a little fun too" she gave a hesitate smile still very shy