[ti]Private[/ti]Storms of Ash and Snow

[M'Lady]

Ashpaw laughed as she raced into the clearing, the brand new apprentice already up to mischief as clanmates watched her dripping wet brother storm in after her. His emotions weren't readable from his features, but the silent tom gave off a rather thick aura of annoyance as he finally stopped just before his sister, who was still stifling her giggles, to look her dead in the eye. 

Really? His gaze seemed to say, and she dissolved into another fit of laughter on the ground of Mistclan's camp. It wasn't hard to guess what had occurred. The two young ones had gotten excited and went out of camp for the first time together. Whitepaw had probably been trying to fish, and, well, Ashpaw must've gotten bored with the stoic apprentice. A few warriors shook their heads, some in amusement, some in exasperation. Poor Froststar would have a pawful with that girl. Finally, Ashpaw's blue eyes, as bright and cold as the stars, met a matching pair in Whitepaw's gaze. Then, without further ado, Whitepaw violently shook off his pale pelt in an attempt to soak his sister. Alarmed, Ashpaw suddenly jolted backwards to avoid the spray, and fell right into a passing warrior. She shook her head, in a bit of a daze, but then started upright when she realized she almost knocked someone else down with her. 

"O-Oh! Sorry, Stormycloud! I didn't see you there!" She exclaimed, eyes a bit nervous but her honeyed voice bright in her exclamation. Whitepaw looked rather apologetic as well, but the tom stayed quiet and merely sat down, watching his sister with his even gaze. His fur stuck up in all sorts of places, but he didn't seem to mind. A cool breeze ruffled Ashpaw's fur, giving her a sweet breath of that fresh mountain top air. She smiled sheepishly at the warrior, her tail flicking back and forth as she sat down a little bit aways from her brother. "Anything I can do to make it up to ya?" 

[Mama]

A giant, long furred warrior by the name of Stormycloud padded back into camp from an uneventful border patrol. The only thing that had happened was an usual looking deer darted across their paths, springing away as soon as it had came.

Her ploomy, luxurious tail flittered in the air behind her, and she stared into the distance before something bumped into her. Her orange eyes widened for a moment with slight panic, before she gave a soft and friendly smile along with a soft laugh. "It's fine, you two." The young warrior purred with her usual gentle expression.

The feline was known for being forgiving off of battlescenes, always visiting kits and bringing things to the elders. She had a patience that seemed to stretch endlessly, and knew how to work with even the most stubborn. Most couldn't help but feel calm in her presence, once they knew her. Of course, those out of the clan saw a giant, masculine shecat that almost looked out of place along line her fellow clanmates, with their sleek and small appearances, most being a bit shy.


"Don't worry about making it up, dears. Have fun before you get loaded up with work!" Stormycloud chirped, flicking towards the brother and then back to the first cat. "Just be a bit more careful, you wouldn't want to accidently crash into a smaller cat and have to explain to Froststar why there is a sparring session in camp."

[M'Lady]

At the mention of their fearless leader, Ashpaw's muzzle curled into a wicked grin. Whitepaw quietly shook his head, but didn't say a word as his sister smiled with those icy mischievous eyes. "Oh, don't worry, Stormycloud! I have plenty planned for Froststar." She hummed cheerily, though her words were tinged with an underlying snicker. Her brother looked on almost hopelessly, his own hues shining with dismay. Whatever she had planned for her mentor, she was surely going to drag Whitepaw into it. And he couldn't say no, he could never say no to her. Then, she suddenly brightened, her entire being perking up with an idea. The snowy tom watched her uneasily, as this could go many a ways.

"Hey, Stormycloud! Want to come out with Whitepaw and I? We're suppos't to practice fishing, but it was wayyyy too boring for my taste." Whitepaw shot her a glare at this, the tom still damp from their recent escapade. "But if you're there, I have someone to talk to while Whitepaw practices!!! We can take turns I guess, but I'll be you're loads more fun than this stick in the mud." She mused, swatting at her brother's flank lightly with an ashy furred tail. "Whaddya say?"