Born of Cold and Winter Air (private)

Sparrowclaw was in the middle of a nice dream, she had found a flower patch and was batting at the stem of the purple plant, in real life her tail flickering up and down and the she-cat purring rather loudly. Her paws kneaded her nest, and her eyes were shut in a blissful sleep before a voice spoke, and the tabby opened one of her eyes reluctantly.
"Hmm?" She softly mewed, her jaw hanging open afterwards in a small yawn before Sparrowclaw glanced up towards the source of the voice. It was her sister of course, and she blinked silently in greeting. "Let's go hunt." Rainstar mewed, and the she-cat gave a light smile before stretching her body out, her tail curling up before she pushed herself to her paws with a grunt. "Alright, let's go." She said softly, not bothering to clean her pelt. She could do that afterwards, and besides, it  didn't really bother her that much and made her blend in while hunting. Of course, a shorthaired tabby that was a brighter color would stick out either way, and the thought make her chuckle lightly. 


The pretty warrior had stopped her kneading, of course, for she wasn't sleeping and it would be a bit odd. But she was purring very faintly, the dream still fresh in her mind. That's the only thing she didn't like about her cold home: The lack of flowers.

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 Sparrowclaw wiggled her hind legs to wake them up, looking at her sibling and letting her speak. 

"I was thinking we should try down by the NightClan border," she meowed in a low tone, leading the pair out of the den. "I haven't sent a patrol there in a few days on purpose. Nettlestar told me that if you left them on their own, mice tend to flourish there in late leaf fall. There's all sorts of little warm hollows for them to hide in." Rainstar said, and she gave a light purr. "Well, that's always good, the apprentices look like they wouldn't mind a few mice, they're as skinny as a stick!" She joked. Well, not just them, the whole clan was always a bit skinny, since most food wasn't easy to catch. But mouse would always be a great picker-upper, and when fresh and warm food came in, it was often devoured quite quickly. She almost drooled at the thought, but then the clan eats first and she wouldn't be the one to break tradition.
Her tail flickered and she glanced upwards, towards the entrance of the den before giving a light purr. "C'mon, let's go." The silver and white warrior mewed before padding out of the den. It was slightly cold but the weather never bothered her, despite most of her coat being short and only a few spots actually bushy enough to stay warm. She'd grown up used to it, and why would she start being bothered now?

Her eyes flickered towards the side of the dens, and her tail twitched in thought for a moment before she continued to pad on.

Sparrowclaw snorted as her sister brushed her tail against her flank, and the warrior gave a grin. "It's a good thing though, we're thriving and the other clans are used to always having full bellies, so when Leaf- Bare comes around they sit and complain. But it's always Leaf-Bare here, and no one is bothered to complain as long as they hunt, they're good! " She said, cocking her head to the side as she looked towards her sister. 
As the two started to walk, the she-cat's tail bouncing elegantly at her heels, she turned her attention back to her sibling as she started to speak. "How is everything with you? I've only been leader for six moons, and I feel like we haven't talked at all." Rainstar asked, and she gave a snort. "The same old, same old." She said.

"Any toms you've got your eye on?" The leader asked, causing her to snort and getting splattered with slush as the ball hit her. "Oh jeez, no! How about you, Rainstar? Anyone got your eye?" She laughed back before throwing a mound of snow back, her tail flickering happily. It was nice to be with her sister, it was family of course.