Soft Snow, Blistering Moon

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A small she-cat made her way silently out of camp, she couldn't sleep and the idea of watching the stars while a fresh snow feel called to her. She wouldn't be missed by the clan, they were all tucked away fast asleep, plus no one would really notice if she was gone anyway. The warrior hardly ever spoke, it seemed she would only speak if it was important or if it was to kits and apprentices. By now, Snowwhisper, was in the very heart of her clan. She weaved her way around until she found the upmost perfect view. It had just began snowing, a light fluttering kind of snow that was almost like a dance. A smile found its way onto the she-cats face, as her tail flicked every so often behind her. It was a beautiful moment, she got to forget about all the troubles back at camp and just breathe. She knew it wouldn't last long but she would cherish what few sweet moments she got. 

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Frost 
OOC: I really, really can't wait for it to be snowing if you couldn't tell. 

[Frost]

Crunch. Crunch. Crunch.

The sounds of Moonfeathers footsteps was all that could be heard on the near silent night as the warrior wondered around his clan's territory. He had been unable to sleep when he had attempted to, worried about his kits in the nursery. True, he hadn't of felt much for their mother and she had passed away while delivering them, but he still cared for the small kits. So, after checking on them once more, he ended up walking out of camp and just exploring the territory. Soon after he had left snow had started to fall from the night sky above. Moonfeather had just been aimlessly walking around when he spotted something- no, someone- that peeked his interest. A she-cat was out and about the territory as well. She was currently watching the night in silence. She seemed very calm at the moment, so with out a word, Moonefeather padded over to her and took a seat next to her. If she wanted to speak, then so be it. If she didn't, that was ok too. The fluffy tom didn't mind doing either.

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Snow whisper hadn't been listening, thinking no one would have been out this late at night. Her attention was focused else where, so when she glanced over and saw another cat sitting next to her she jumped a little. Putting space between the tom and herself. She could smell that the tom was from her own clan, but she sure wasn't ready for him to come and sit next to her. The she-cat cleared her throat, trying to play off the fact she had't been paying attention and that she had jumped away from him. Ever so slowly she moved back to where she had been sitting originally.

"How are your kits?" Snowwhisper asked in a slight whisper. She had never spoken to the cat next to her but she knew enough about him to know that he was a father. Everyone knew who was a parent and who wasn't it was just gossip that got around the camp one way or another.

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The fluffy tom cat held back a laugh, though allowed a grin to find it's home on his face as the she cat jumped a little. He purred at the mention of his kittens. It didn't surprise him that she knew, the news of kit birth spread fast. Especially if the mother dies during labor. "The are doing great, though I'm worried for Beekit. She has yet to speak or show any emotion. Other kits try and pick on her but her sister normally gets them to leave her alone before I have time to get there and help." Moonfeather meowed, his voiced lanced with both love and worry. Beekit was a bit different from most the kittens. She didn't show fear or over react about things. She hasn't even said that she would be leader or the greatest warrior ever. Sure it was strange but she was still a good kit. Moonfeather sighed a little. "I just feel terrible that they will never have a true mother. They don't really have a foster mother either. With leaf bare being as harsh as it is, there isn't many queens. Plus, some don't even want to foster them simply because their mother was a ex-loner." He meowed, shaking his head, disappointed.

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Snow whisper bristled at the idea that some of the queens didn't want to foster kits simply because their mother was an ex-loner, "Well that's about the most ridiculous, moused-brain thing I've ever heard!"The words had slipped out of the she-cats mouth before she could stop herself. She realized she also hadn't clarified who she was talking about. "I mean the queens not Beekit." She said looking down at her paws flattening her ears to her head, her eyes darted around examining the snow below her feet before she got the courage to finally respond again. "I was born in a pretty harsh leaf-bare. The clan thought I was mute, I didn't talk for a really long time. The first time I spoke," The she-cat paused for a moment and looked over at the father sitting beside her and then up at the moon a small smile playing at her lips. "All the other kits were talking about their apprentice ceremonies and who they wanted to be their mentor. They were choosing their mentor by who was the best in battle. And I said, 'If all you want to do is kill, then you shouldn't be a warrior, because you won't be a good one.' I got tackled by two of the bigger kits and then scolded by my parents." Snowwhisper looked away from the moon and over to Moonfeather. "The point is, Beekit will speak when/if she wants, you just have to be there." And with her finally sentence she curled her tail around her paws, shivered as a cold blast of wind hit her, and looked down at her paws.

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Moonfeather frowned a little. "but you have a point. Why would they become a warrior if all they wanted to do is kill? Even kits should know that isn't what being a warrior means." He sighed, obviously disappointed. Wither it was in the kits or the parents is what he didn't know. Know kit should act like that, and no parent should raise a kitten like that. Hopefully his kits wouldn't turn out like that. Even if most the clan though Beekit was mute, which she might be, he would never allow that to happen and definitely not be angry with her if it were to happen. "I take it that's why you got your warrior name, correct? Excuse me if I'm mistaken, but that seems to be why." He meowed. "Why are you out here anyways? Couldn't sleep?" He questioned a bit, knowing that not being able to sleep was the most common reason a cat would leave camp at moonhigh, unless there they were in a battle patrol or possibly a hunting patrol. He looked around, his green eyes alert in search for any sign of another cat on the off chance that she been in a hunting party and was just slacking off.

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Snowwhisper nodded her agreement, "Killing isn't what it is about. but sometimes it's just something kittens have to learn with time." The she-cat dared a soft smile in the toms direction before looking back down at the snow covered ground. They sat in a comfortable silence for a few minutes, it was nice to just sit with someone and not be expected to talk. Her ears flicked when she heard Moonfeather comment on her name, a smile small tugged at her lips as she gave a slight nod. "I was named snow because I was born in a snow storm and my fur looked snow white at birth. but, the whisperis because I don't talk much. Not unless I really want too." His second question came closely behind the one about her name, and she tilted her head back to look at the moon. "I couldn't sleep. And looking at the moon while it snows is the best way for me to fall asleep sometimes. It's beautiful isn't it?" The she-cat mowed looking up at the moon still her eyes sparkling, and her tail flicking behind her.

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Moonfeather's heart skipped a beat when he saw her little smile, even if it was faint and short lived. He didn't know much about Snowwhisper, but one thing he did know is that she rarely talked, much less smiled. He felt truly honored to be one of the few to experience spectacle. Nodding his head in agreement. "I've always loved the moon. I suppose I was lucky to be named after my mother, as her name was Slivermoon. The snow is as equality as beautiful. They go together perfectly in my opinion." the fluffy warrior purred, eyes focused on the sliver moon as it slowly sailed across the dark night sky. His pale green depths shining brightly as they reflected the pale moon light that shone down on the silent, snow covered landscape. A small smile was found on his face as he watched, forgetting all his worries for the time being. "I'm glad I couldn't sleep tonight. How else would I be able to see such a beautiful sight?" He knew that leaf bare was drawing to a close soon. This was good news, but he would most definitely miss the nights such as this one.

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Snow whisper tilted her head just enough to where she could peer up at Moonfeather without him really noticing. "I think the moon is better than the snow. Snow means leaf-bare and leaf bear means death." The she-cat spoke softly her eyes returning back up to the sky. Her words seemed foreign, even to herself, she wasn't one to talk that way, but they had felt so true so right. "I'm sorry, if you heard that please disregard it." If she could blush, right now would be the moment it would be happening. She shuffled her feet on the ground, curling her tail closer around her body as a large gust of cold wind hit her. "I'm glad I couldn't sleep either."Snowwhisper choose not to respond to the question, she was too nervous that she would again let something slip out of her mouth that she didn't mean. The small warrior shivered once again, as the gusts of winds seemed to be getting chiller than before. "I just wish I had a longer pelt like you. Short fur and cold air don't mix very well." She tried to joke, but ended up frowning down at the cold earth below.

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Moonfeather gave a small nod. "Yes, this is true, though it is without a doubt breathtakingly stunning. For me, the moon obviously mean night, and due to most battles taking place later in the day I think about the trill of the hunt or something along those lines." He explained calmly, shifting his eyes so that they could look over at the white warrior who he was addressing, his pale leaf green eyes catching the pale grey moonlight perfectly. "I'm glad too. It would be a shame if you just sat here all lonely in the cold while someone could keep you company." He purred in agreement, listening to the words that soon came after, his whiskers twitching in amusement as his long fluffy ears took in every word Snowwhisper spoke as if they were something far more important than some noises coming out of a random cats mouth. Glancing down at his pale sliver coat well, more like mane, then back up at Snowwhisper's thin, short one he nodded in agreement. "Oh but it's a pain to groom and I shed like crazy in the warmer months!" He exclaimed, letting lose a little chuckle at the end.