Snowfeather has been lazily lounging in the nest with her kits, enjoying the quiet and warmth of the nursery today. She was halfway between sleep and the waking world. The warmth and smell of the nursery strong enough to lull even a queen to sleep, but her motherly instincts to watch her children at every moment kept her from completely falling asleep. It wasn't odd for a queen to be like this, to never want to take her eyes off her tiny children in fear that they'd be gone if she looked away, especially with her first litter but usually that feeling faded a bit once the kits started eating solid food. That wasn't true for Snowfeather, as it seemed, the closer her kits got to becoming apprentices the more protective she got of them.

The gray and white queen watched her kits sleep, finding amusement in Teaselkit's twitching. When the gray she-kit was younger Snowfeather had been worried the movements meant the little cat had been having nightmares but now she knew the kit was only having pleasant dreams. She watched as the kit murmured a few words and extended her back legs only to hit her littermate, the scene causing Snowfeather to laugh at their silliness.

The queen rested her head on her paws as she watched her kit's friendly exchange, a smile on her face. As the two woke up, she sat up with a stretch, closing her eyes and extending her front legs out, flexing her claws. She pushed herself up and ran her tongue over her teeth before looking back to her kits.

"Good job, Teaselkit! But next time maybe try not to twitch so much." She leaned down and licked each of her kits ears. She was a bit worried that Loonkit might not be getting enough sleep being woken up by her sister like this. She brought her paw up and started grooming her fur. "Now get the moss out of your fur before I do it myself."

Snowfeather smiled and she couldn't hold back a gentle giggle at Teaselkit's antics, she had always loved her silliness and ambition. Both her children seemed worlds apart in personality but she could tell that they both had the potential of being great. "You'll be a wonderful apprentice, Teaselkit, no cat will go hungry with you around to feed them. So will you Loonkit!" She touched Teaselkit's ears with her tail as a sign of affection, while smiling at Loonkit cleaning herself. As soon as she could, the little she-kit started grooming herself instead of having Snowfeather groom her. The gray molly shook her head at Loonkit's words but didn't say anything.

The familiar scent of her mate arose a soft purr from the queen, her ears relaxing as the warrior came into view. Much like her children, Snowfeather loved Silversky deeply but in a way the kits might not understand. The tom's personality had changed from their first meeting, but not in a bad way at all. He had opened up and become protective of Snowfeather and that's what she loved about him. Silversky depended on her and she depended on Silversky, an aspect of their relationship which kept the love between them always there. She always seemed to relax when he was around, a calm feeling running through her veins when his scent was around. Her worries about her anything seemed to drain out of her mind when she felt the warmth of his pelt.

"Looks like it's time for a story." The molly meowed in a form of a greeting, smiling at Teaselkit's rapid questions. As Silversky sat by her another purr rose from her throat, nuzzling her head underneath his chin and smiling as she watched him interact with their kits, he was always so great with them and Snowfeather admired that. "With all these feathers here, we're going to have the softest nest in the nursery. Pretty soon every kits going to want to sleep with us." She joked towards Silverysky as Loonkit and Teaselkit placed their feathers around the moss.

"Now Loonkit, enough teasing." She rolled her eyes playfully at the young cats. "I keep them next to each other because it's far easier to watch them than if they were further apart." She placed her head down on her paws, her tail swishing to bring the two kits a bit closer to herself. She felt a surge of embarrassment and love when her kit called her and Silversky the best parents of the clan, looking at them with such admiration that Snowfeather was sure no other kit could match.

"Oh, you'll always make me proud, no matter what!"