The [Adder] waits in the [Mallow] ready to strike (Tagged)

[Vinepool]

Adderstripe lay curled in his thick nest of moss and sparrow feathers. His eyes opened half-way as warm sunshine touched his pelt. Purring he turned over to show his fluffy stomach so the warm sun could warm it. He blinked his eyes and then turned back over to his stomach. Sitting up he looked down at his ruffled, messy pelt. Clumps of moss and a couple of sparrow feather were stuck in it. He chuckled and rolled his eyes and turned bent over to lick himself. He rasped his tongue over his pelt and he thought What a beautiful day, Greenleaf, I love Greenleaf. He shuddered remembering the cold, harsh season of Bareleaf. It seemed as if the season had only passed a few moons ago. He decided he should get up and go do something useful for his clan. He stood up and was careful on his way out not to step on any of the other warriors that were deep in there dreams. He entered the warm clearing.

Adderstripe entered the warm clearing. A crisp breeze hit his side as he entered. Looking around the packed clearing of warriors milling around, apprentice cleaning out the elders den, and kits playing with moss-balls. He purred as he saw some of his own kits playing around. Then he remembered his first litter, how he hated his first litter. He hated his son, Tiger the most of all. His dreaded son tried to kill him in Bare-leaf. A deep scar ran along his flank, this was a scar his son had gave him. He growled and muttered," Some day you will pay for what you did". He shook his head and thought I better start hunting, I should go find someone to hunt with. He walked in to the center of the clearing and muttered to himself," hopefully a she-cat". He made it to the center of the clearing.

In the center of the clearing he sat down and rapped his tail over his paws. He looked around the clearing hoping to see a she-cat that he knew. None, he saw no cat he knew, not even a male cat! He sighed and waited for a cat to come up to him so they could hunt together.

OOC: He will lash out if she asks about his first litter He is very flirtatious just to warn you

Tags: Lightningtrail with Mallowpelt

[Lightningtrail]

((I don't know if you know this, but Mallowpelt is deaf. I think I remember seeing somewhere in his history that at one point he had deaf kin? I don't know, just thought I would warn you. o_-))

Mallowpelt's snowy fur stood out from the mossy nest she was curled up inside, though the thickness of her fur masked her rather petite structure as it slowly breathed in and out. Her head was buried deep in a pile of moss and her own paws laid on top of that as she tried her hardest to block out the sun. Last night, she had stayed out extra late to finish what hunting she had left to do. but now she could feel the ramifications of her actions pounding in her skull as she attempted to get as much sleep as she felt she needed. Eventually, the she-cat gave up, and she got to her feet with a small, delicate sigh. She took her time while washing, carefully attempting to flatten each hair even if she knew it would only remain like that until she moved. The warrior finally decided that it was time to leave the warriors den, because sleep was out of the question and she might as well make something useful of herself while it was daylight. She really did not want to have to stay out too late again tonight.

Her fur became instantly ruffled as she made her way around the sleeping bodies of her clanmates that were strewn across the den floor like leaves in leaffall. Once she reached the clearing, she could not help but to close her eyes in order to breath in the air around her. It was crisp and fresh smelling, another sign that they were out of that awful leafbare. It had felt like they had been stuck in an eternal cold, and she was just glad that it was over and done with for at least a couple moons.

She noticed a warrior standing in the center of the clearing, looking around for who knows what. The she-cat decided that she may as well ask him what he was waiting for. As she approached, she thought about why he might be standing there, and she eventually decided that he was likely looking for someone to hunt with. "Hunting?" She called as she neared the tom. As she passed other warriors, she realized who exactly this cat was. Adderstripe. Notorious for his flirtatious ways, or at least that is what she knew him for. Even if she had never met him personally, she had heard she-cats talking about him. Did other cats talk about Mallowpelt? Maybe he would know her as well. She partially hoped he didn't. She preferred to make her own first impressions.

[Vinepool]

{My muse has been murder }

Adderstripe watched as a she-cat rose up. A small smile came to his face. Thinking Yes, a she-cat to be with. Hopefully she'll want to hunt or something like that. The she-cat neared him and he smiled brightly at her. He wished he knew the she-cat's name so he could start flirting with her now. He tilted his head at the she-cat as she said hunting. He thought I would have introduced myself but, every cat is different. He nodded to her and mewed," That sounds nice. Where should we go hunting? What's your name, anyways"? He stood up and looked up at the sky for a second and then back at the she-cat. He waited for her answer.