@Arié @Spikes
{Yeah it is fun and relaxing RPing with all three of us. I don't do it often enough. If you want it's really up to you.}

Buttercup almost let out a small amused sniffle but not her tongue to keep it in. The last thing she needed to do was upset one of the toms by being amused over them. At Roanspladh's gratitude she just shrugged a bit. "It's nothing." She told him flicking her bushy tail as if dismissing something. For awhile she was quite letting the two toms talk with each other about the mouse. Honestly it was interesting listing to them, the silver tom being afraid of it and the roan tom wanting to eat it. You know, these to don't act like the others, they don't even act like they know I'm Deputy. Just like others did when I was younger. The molly realized watching to toms. They were her Clanmates and it was good to be around them.

As they continued Buttercup picked up the hare again and followed the toms keeping close to Breezefeather in case he feel over or something. That would be good. Keeping to their slow pace the creamy molly began drifting off into her own thoughts, witch was to be expected for this molly. Though she did keep an ear open to the conversation beside her and the area around them. Catching the confusion in Roansplash's voice she was dragged out of her thoughts. " Huh? Who's voice? I don't hear any cat but you guys. " She meowed blinking her brownish amber eyes. Had she been so lost in thought that she didn't hear the voice, or was it they had better hearing them her. Either way she had no idea who this she was that Breezefeather and Roansplash were talking about.

{I believe I'm suffering from writers block}

Pipiefeather just stocked the young tom's head with his paw, using his tail a a blanket for him. " You poor guy, I don't know what to do. " The tom whispered completely unsure what to do. StarClan help me,help this little guy realize what's going on. The spotted tom pleaded his ancestors looking up at the sky.

Pipitfeather was surprised that the little kitten knew about Clans but was pleased that he knew he was. Though his question made him laugh a bit. "A cave? We don't sleep on caves. We sleep in organized dens." The tom told him proudly. It was grate to be able to talk about his Clan to a kitten who knew nothing about it. Twitching his whiskers he continued. " My Clan is WindClan, the noblest, loyal Clan out of 'em. We're also the fastest. " He explained. For some reason the shyness of the kit made him feel less socially awkward them he normally does around his Clanmates who judged him in everyone. " We do have a place you can sleep, the nursery, it's a place for kits and nursing or expecting queens. I can take you there. " Pipitfeather offered.


{Have you set up a meeting with Blazing Star or anything to get Clawsion accepted into WindClan?}