Waking Up Late

[spike]

The bulky thing shifted once. Then it was twice. The third time forced a head to emerge from the bulge of fur. Copper eyes blinked several times before grumbling under his breath about the apprentice calling for her mentor. Really, it was much too early to be up. After a Gathering, there was no reason to be awake period. But he glanced towards where Snowfoot lay. He couldn't forget last night's words. She really seemed to open up which was a rare thing to hear.

Sure, there had been some bad words tossed around. Like his mistake of calling her old. She wasn't but he couldn't control how she heard words. His black and white, badger-like fur was shaking slightly by a small breeze that came into the den. With it was Snowfoot's scent. Yep, just as sweet as ever. What has gotten into me? I'm thinking that her scent is sweet! I really need to get my nose cleared. Cautiously standing, he stepped with the utmost care into a position to stretch his back up high. A sharp CRACK released the tension in his back before it was soothed again. But he found his paws were stuck. Not so much his paws as it was his eyes. Snowfoot was actually... cute when she slept.

[Kitty]

((*coughs* Just found the thread. Oopsie. XD))

A blob of white fur was curled in a shapeless ball in her nest, sleeping lightly. THe position she was in looked pretty uncomfortable, but in truth, she was fine. A slight breeze ruffled her fur and a few moments later, a head appeared slowly from the bundle. Pale blue eyes blinked open and Snowfoot cast her gaze around the den groggily. It took a few more tries to get them to stay open - she was tired, because she and Badgerclaw had been out half the night talking by the river.

Speaking of Badgerclaw, there he was. Looking at her, for some odd reason. But this morning she wasn't much in the mood for chit-chat. Last night she'd spilled her guts out. Which was odd. This morning she wasn't going to do it again, especially in the open around other cats. So the whtie she-cat uncurled from her ball, slightly stiff from being in the same position all night, and rose to her paws. She stretched long and luxuriously and gave a quick nod to the tom. In it, and her eyes at the glance she shot him, was all the relief and thankfulness to have someone to share her worries with. And the promise of it not happening again today. She liked keeping some part of her life to herself, after all. And she'd already explained most of what had happened to him anyway.

[spike]

Badgerclaw just gave the same nod but this time with a flash of a smile. It disappeared soon after though. He dug his front claws into the earth and pulled back on his body to straighten out his spine. A few clicks of replacement informed him of it. "Good morning," he teased. "Well, maybe it's not so much morning anymore. It's kinda late for us." He sat for a moment to quickly give a few licks to his paws then rubbing the damp paws over his ears.

"I'm assuming patrols have already gone out. With this time of year, no real reason to be hunting either. Too many cats already doing that I suppose. Any idea about what we should do?" Badgerclaw was highly confused on his sudden interest in this she-cat. Snowfoot had always been there for him to watch. He knew her since the day she was born! But that didn't mean this relationship was anything of the ordinary. This was new and confusing. Still, talking to her might clear it up eventually.

[Kitty]

Snowfoot wouldn't have minded leaving camp, but Badgerclaw had made some good points. They'd slept in past several of the cats from the Gathering and they hadn't even gone. Most of them had gone to their nests later than the duo had, too. And since it was greenleaf and all, they probably wouldn't need to go hunting. The hunting patrols would be able to catch plenty in the prey-rich river.

"I...I guess we could just go out for a walk or something," she meowed. "Or...maybe we could stay in camp...Or go hunting anyway...." Her voice trailed off uncertainly. Neither of them had an apprentice to train, although that might have been useful at the moment. If they couldn't go hunting or patrolling, there wasn't much else to do.. Except... She smiled. "We could gather moss!" she suggested enthusiastically. "I do it for the elders sometimes so the apprentices don't have to, and even for the medicine cat."

[spike]

Badgerclaw gave her a bewildered look at the idea of collecting moss. He thought he had left those days behind him but then again, maybe not. Thinking it over for another second, he then flashed another grin and nodded. "Why not?" he stated. "We have nothing else to do. Slatepaw was hurt anyways I heard. And it wouldn't surprise me if they all somehow out training or something as well. That's just luck there."

Then his tail nervously began twitching. "I was thinking that a walk wouldn't be bad either. When we're done, you know. You got things off your chest. I think it's my turn now, hm?"

[Kitty]

"Sounds good," Snowfoot meowed, leading the way outside of the den. She wondered if the elders needed moss. Should she ask? She wasn't sure. She didn't want to disturb them...but they were probably all awake now. But still, if they didn't need the moss, the two of them could take it to the medicine cat, or even use it in their own nests. Yes, that would work.

What would Badgerclaw have to talk about? She had plenty, certainly, but she realized she must not know too much about her black and white friend. Maybe he did have some things to talk about. She wouldn't know, not until he started talking. "I know a good place to find moss," she announced, hovering in the shadow of the warriors den. "I always go there. I don't the apprentices have found it yet!"