"And what about you? You seemed to have gotten the best out of the night."Shadestep nodded, closing her eyes for a moment.
"I wouldn't have been able to fall back to sleep anyhow - figured I may as well make the most of my waking time." the black she-cat smiled only slightly.
As she finished speaking, two cats trotted close - Scorchbelly, a brown tom with white tailtip, paws, and nose, and Slatefang, a dark long-furred tom with prominent scarring on his left flank. She tilted her head in interest as Frostbite quickly apologized as he directed his attention to the two younger Warriors. She figured it wasn't really any of her business as to what the conversation was about, so she focused more on the idle chatter around her, some talking of the spotting of a snake -
That sounds like fun, Shadestep couldn't help but think sarcastically - others talking of this, that, or another thing, it all sort of blended together. As the rest of the Tribe gathered around, she caught sight of a familiar brown tom - Rootfur. He noticed her as well, and trotted over to the older she-cat, grinning.
"Hey, Shade," Rootfur purred, gently touching nose to nose with her.
Shadestep returned the greeting with an affectionate, if a bit quick, grooming. Mostly his cheeks and between his ears.
"Morning, Rootfur."Frostbite's voice overpowered the chattering of cats, and as soon as the talking died down, the meeting began. Rootfur and Shadestep both silenced and listened to the Koa speak.
"It's been a while since we last hunted together, hasn't it?" Rootfur commented after the brief debriefing. He hopped up to a stand, then said,
"I'll run on ahead and make sure there's no AshTribe trying to budge into our borders."Shadestep nodded,
"Of course, you go on ahead. I'll catch up." Just as she was about to walk behind her previous apprentice to move her duties along...
"Ah, Shadestep, lookin' bright-eyed as ever, I see." "Bright-eyed and bushy tailed," the black she-cat purred, standing and stretching forward, tail up - staying still for too long made everything lock up, it felt.
"You look about the same yourself, Cavetooth."Before either party could say much else, the familiar voice of Hawkpaw injected itself into the conversation with a "Good morning."
"Oh, good morning, Hawkpaw," Shadestep said with a head tilt.
"Seems like you'll be coming along for a hunt - do you think you're prepared?"