[center][h2][b][i][color=8EBDC1] Stonefall: WillowClan Camp[/color][/i][/b][/h2][/center]
[center][b]Interacting with:[/b] [@The Elvenqueen]’s Spidernose[/center]

Stonefall couldn’t help the low rumble of a purr he let out as Spidernose approached, her sleek frame fluffed out a bit to combat the chill as she settled next to him. He lowered himself down into a relaxed position, pressing his side closer into Spidernose’s to try and provide some extra warmth for her slender build with his bulkier one. (And, well, just to feel her pressed against him). He gave a little amused [i]mrrrp[/i] as Spidernose talked about her sister, opting to let Spidernose eat from the mouse first as he wasn’t feeling particularly hungry. [b][color=8EBDC1]”She was bringing over some herbs for our…guests,”[/color][/b] he mewed in response. [b][color=8EBDC1]”It wasn’t any trouble. She’s bold, she’s stubborn, and she’s passionate. Wonder where she gets it from,”[/color][/b] he teased, uncharacteristically light and comfortable when it was just him and Spidernose. Relaxing into the moment, he turned and gave Spidernose’s neck a few gentle licks, smoothing out her fur and purring as he did so. [b][color=8EBDC1]”Did you have a good hunting patrol? Anything interesting happen?”[/color][/b] he asked, feeling a little nervous about how open he had been with his affection. He didn’t have a sibling like Spidernose or felt as comfortable with many of his Clanmates as Maplestream or Duskwing seemed to. Often he felt lonely even when surrounded by his Clanmates. But this, right here, with Spidernose? He felt like he was [i]home.[/i]


[center][h2][b][i][color=F19600] Honeypaw: WillowClan Camp [/color][/i][/b][/h2][/center]
[center][b]Interacting with:[/b] [@savannahssu]’s Fernstar & [@The Elvenqueen]’s Frogkit[/center]

It was hard to stay cranky when every part of Honeypaw’s heart eased at Fernstar’s closeness. She felt her fur start to settle at Fernstar’s words, her body language easing up from its anxious, tense manner. The small apprentice leaned a little into Fernstar’s words and comfort, giving a little [i]mrrp[/i] of pleasure when the leader gave her a teasing lick on her ear. [b][color=F19600]”I can’t [i]wait[/i] to be a Warrior and help protect our camp,”[/color][/b] Honeypaw mewed. [b][color=F19600]”I’ll take good care of Frogkit,”[/color][/b] she added, tail lashing a little agitatedly. [b][color=F19600]”After all, this was [i]my[/i] nest so I know it well, and [i]she’s[/i] only staying a few nights……right?”[/color][/b] her tone had started accusatory, laced with jealousy, but by the time she got to asking for confirmation she had slipped into a place of vulnerability she didn’t know how to cope with. 

The little black and orange she-cat scooted a little closer to Fernstar but right then the [u][i][b][color=F19600]enemy[/color][/b][/i][/u] in question popped her head out of Fernstar’s den. Honeypaw held back a protective hiss, proud of herself for such semblance of self-control in front of her newfound enemy. [b][color=F19600]”Oh hi, Frogkit,”[/color][/b] she meowed, trying to act like she wasn’t as affected as she was. [b][color=F19600]”Wait, how do you know the new cats seem cool? Did [i]you[/i] get to talk to them?!”[/color][/b] Honeypaw felt her breath coming quicker in agitation. [i]She’d[/i] had to hide all by herself and [u][i][b][color=F19600]Frogkit[/color][/b][/i][/u] got to talk to them!? A yawning cavern of hurt was building inside the little she-cat, jealousy and insecurity and vulnerability – she just desperately hoped no one else noticed it. [i][color=F19600]Don’t worry, they won’t notice. They’re already forgetting about you now that Frogkit’s here,[/color][/i] her young mind supplied. [i][color=F19600]Fernstar’s replaced you, and this is Spidernose’s sister so you know she’s always going to take priority over you…[/color][/i]