x.big girl, you are beautiful

[Bristleclaw]

<sub>OoC: This thread takes place a while after the meeting, so Bristle's in two places at once but not really Oo

Indeed, it was true; Bristleclaw was quite pretty, and she was ginormous. Almost full-grown and just made a warrior earlier that day, the tabby and white femme's intense gray eyes flashed. A vole passed by and she pounced at it. Score! She caught it. Ah, her first hunt as a warrior, and she'd caught her first piece of prey as a warrior. Bristleclaw smiled. She'd have to get used to being called Bristleclaw rather than Bristlepaw. Bristleclaw sounded tough, and she was tough.

Bristleclaw buried her kill and pounced on a mouse. She was really getting good at this hunting, now, wasn't she, since she just killed the mouse too. She buried that where she had buried the vole and smiled. The sun was bright, the breeze was coolly refreshing, the grass was green, and Bristleclaw was happy. She didn't want to think about the Gathering; the death of Blindsong was upsettting and Bristleclaw didn't want to be upset on this fine day.</sub>

[.:. Firstfrost]

A dart, a tabby and brown flash with a hint of white, and it was gone before Bristleclaw's eyes. A squeak, a rustle, silence.

A pawstep came from the lush grasses, followed by a lean and relatively large tom carrying a dirt-grey mouse between his jaws. However, his eyes were cast down, deep in thought. He finally looked up and froze, eyes searching Bristleclaw for any signs of danger. But he sensed none, for the time being, and his tail lowered to the earth. He set the mouse down, looking apologetic.

"I.. I am terribly sorry if i'm hunting on your lands.. I.. I really am.." He said with genuine friendliness. And then he gave a small smile.

"My name, it's Firstfrost. My siblings, they should be around here somewhere," He said with a smile.

"Damnit! Firstfrost, is there ANYTHING in this Starclan forsaken hellhole?? I- oh, hullo," He said, with minor shock at seeing a fellow cat.

"This is my brother, Fourthwar. Don't worry about him, he's friendly as long as you don't challenge him," he replied to his brother's cursing, directed to Bristleclaw.

[Bristleclaw]

_{"Firstfrost and Fourthwar?" Bristleclaw meowed a bit suspiciously. Her eyes were narrowed, but she showed no signs of attacking the brothers. Hmm, First and Fourth? There must be a Second and a Third. She grunted. "These are MistClan lands. You are indeed trespassing, but I shall take you to Lillystar if you wish," Bristleclaw purred. "She is kind-hearted; she welcomed me into her Clan when I was just a kit." She suddenly realized she hadn't told them her name. "I am Bristlepa--claw," she corrected herself. "I have just been made a warrior, so I kind of forgot my name," Bristleclaw laughed.}

[.:. Firstfrost]

Fourthwar appeared like he was about to protest, but Firstfrost put up a tail to his mouth and silenced him. "Yes, that would be great...

"A warrior, you say?" He gave an honorable chuckle and smiled. "Yes, I remember that day of our own, don't you, Fourthwar?" He received a nod. "Even though it was many miles from here. Indeed, a tragic day if I ever saw one, but I must say it brought a certain thrill to my heart." He gave a grateful smile. "Well then, congratulations.

"And you said this was Mistclan territory, you say? Yes?" Indeed. Firstfrost looked behind him at Fourthwar. "Before you take us to your leader, we must find our two sisters. I wouldn't want to leave them alone on unfamiliar territory."

"Yes, we wouldn't want to leave those obnoxious brats behind," He said bitterly. "I can see it now.. 'Ooh, no, we're going to die here alone. I think i'll think myself to death!' 'No, we must not do that! I'm sure they're somewhere around here! Nope! Can't be too far from here! While we're here, i'm sure there's some nice- FIRSTFROST!"

"Hush now, brother. You know we must find them," he said sternly, growling irritably. 'Sometimes, I think I prefer my sisters..' He thought to himself, stalking away. "No worries, we will not steal anymore prey," He said, giving Fourthwar a nasty look.

[.:. Secondsin]

"You bastard, Fourthwar, you never learn," hissed a bitter and rather sadistic voice as she sliced knife-like between the blades of grass. The she-cat looked much like October, with obsidian black hair and burning orange eyes. Only she didn't have that stupid expression.. And he wasn't female.

"I don't know about Thirdsummer, but I am here. As for Fourthwar here, he's not quite there in the mind. Never was." She added irritably, coming to sit next to Firstfrost.

Fourthwar growled, hackles flying up vertically into the air. "Why aren't you dead yet, with that tongue? I'm shocked nobody has ripped your tongue out and set your ears to present ribbons! The only reason I havn't taken the liberty in saving everybody the trouble is because HE-" He flung a clawed paw in the direction of Firstfrost, who didn't flinch. "-Tells me to spare your pitiful life because you're my sister! And let me tell you you're a pitiful excuse for ANY kin of mine!" He yowled.

It started like a deep rumble, like rocks grinding together, but then she opened her mouth, lifted her nose to the sky and began to howl in laughter. "The only reason you havn't killed me yet is because you know you can't take me down. The only reason Firstfrost is telling you ANYTHING is because he knows you'll have your a.ss canned by yours truly." She smirked.

[Ripplemist]

"No fighting in the Grass Field~!"

Ripplemist quickly made her over to the small group in not the most subtle of ways and padded to a stop, looking at the four newcomers with an annoyed expression, momentarily ignoring Bristleclaw, flicking her tail in slight unease.

"You see, the Grass Field is for hunting, not fighting. Or even shout wars," she growled, gazing about her; the trees, the bushes, the grass? Nope, all devoid of potential freshkill. She sighed and shot the she-cat that looked remarkably like a smarter, female version of October and the noisy tom a rather irritated look.

"Because of you two, all the prey's probably gone into StoneClan by now," the silver she-cat muttered under her breath, then stopped as she was suddenly enlightened by the fact that she didn't even know them.

"Wait, who are you cats anyway, and what are you doing here?"

[Bristleclaw]

_{"The boys are Firstfrost and Fourthwar--Fourthwar's the loud and obnoxious one--and the girls...Wait. Who're the girls?" Bristleclaw asked. She stood beside Ripplemist and sighed. "Yeah, you guys have probably scared all the prey to...farther than StoneClan!" She knew not what lay beyond the mountains, and someday wished to explore there, but for now she was happy just being a warrior of MistClan.}

[.:. Firstfrost]

Firstfrost watched this all with courtesy ignorance. He gave a simple smile at Ripplemist, whom came flying into here screaming something about 'hunting territory, not fighting territory.. Something 'bout Starclan.. He could hardly hear her with Fourthwar's shouting and Secondsin's quiet insults. Even those were extremely distracting with it's revengeful tone. And then, this.. Bristleclaw had mentioned the loud and obnoxious one..

Uh-oh, time to act.

He saw it coming, as Fourthwar's face contorted in flying rage and anger. He leapt from his spot from earth just tail lengths from where Ripplemist had flew through and landed with complex precision upon his youngest brother. He placed a skilled paw upon the top of his muzzle, keeping his balance with Fourthwar's angry squirming.

"You must apologize for my siblings," He said, shooting Secondsin a look that said 'I'll get you next'. "If I may introduce my sisters, this is Secondsin, the second sibling of ours. And the one missing.. That's Thirdsummer. Bouncy little thing if i've ever seen one. And for you," He said with a bow of his head to Ripplemist, "Greetings, we had accidentally tresspassed upon your land. Utmost regards on all our behalf; we promised Bristleclaw here we would report to your leader as soon as our sister was found. She can't be far..."

[.:. Secondsin]

It was hard to miss the wide smile that crossed her maw, and she gave a chuckle. She shot her younger brother a look that read along the lines of 'See? EVERYbody notices your temper'. But she couldn't conceal it any longer as her brother launched himself upon Fourthwar's back. Despite the rather contemptuous look he shot her, she was still left in high spirits.

"If it helps any, I saw the little ball of fur chasin' after a butterfly, as usual neglecting her duties by little distractions," She said lazily, flicking her tail with boredom.