Just like father [closed for Rainy and Ice]

It was around dusk when Cloverleaf sauntered in from patrol. Most of her clan mates were clustered in groups sharing tongues while others were preparing for the night shifts. The tabby warrior glanced over at the warrior's den and she wondered if Tinylegs was preparing for bed. Perhaps he was still out on a patrol. Either way, she supposed she shouldn’t intrude on the cats that were resting. Cloverleaf made her way over to the fresh-kill patrol and her attention drew to a rather plump bird. She was surprised no one else decided to eat it, they probably didn't want to deal with the feathers. She grabbed the bird and walked over to her usual spot where she spotted her father. "Hello Tinylegs!" Cloverleaf mewed brightly as she moved closer and to have a little chat with her dad.

Having been enjoying the peaceful day and trying to forget about all of the recent events that had been going on in the clan, having his kit to talk to was a blessing.

Hearing the she-cat call his name, the little warrior turned his head to see Cloverleaf padding over to him. "Hello," the small, while tom mewed with a smile and scooted over ever so slighter so that his daughter was able to sit beside him. "How have you been?" Tinyleg's spoke in his usual sweet voice, glad to have the company of his kit.

Pansyface gazed up at the bright new-leaf sky, taking in the comforting, familiar scents of SkyClan. It felt like an eternity since she had lay in this clearing, without the looming threat of Bear hanging over her head. Sighing blissfully, the patched she-cat was about to close her eyes when she noticed her sister, Cloverleaf, join their father nearby. For a moment the young warrior hesitated; she didn't really spend a lot of time with her family. Vipertail had always been her best family friend, but the tabby she-cat seemed to have vanished while she was away. After a second of contemplation, a smile settled on the bi-color she-cat's face and she padded over. "Do you guys mind if I join?"

Cloverleaf had purred at Tinyleg's question, "Been good, happy that leaf-bare finally is over." The she-cat mewed as she took a bite out of her bird. "Look at this bird! It has so much meat and is delicious, I sure got lucky with this prey." Cloverleaf said a little slurred since she had been enjoying the bird a little to much, her ears had perked when she had heard Pansyface's voice. Looking up Cloverleaf nodded to her sister "Of corse, how have you been?" The warrior asked her head tilting. Cloverleaf hasn't really seen Pansyface to often but she figured it was because she was busy with patrols.

OOC: omg, so sorry for not posting sooner, I thought it was someone else's turn D8

IC: Listening to Cloverleaf, the little tom was glad that she was enjoying time with the clan. It was always a blessing from StarClan to have kits that enjoyed time with their family and clanmates. About to reply, the warrior's ears perked when he heard a familiar voice. Looking up from Cloverleaf, Tinylegs met eyes with his other daughter, Pansyface, and let out a purr. "Of course," the small white tom meowed, always happy to spend time with his kits.

"Hello Pansyface," he added. As crazy as it sounded, he hadn't been spending much time with his daughters and wondered how the two of them were doing. Of course life had been pretty calm lately, but one could only be curious as to what went on in their kit's lives.

"Oh I've been well, if you count being captured by a raging rouge tyrant as being 'well'." Though her voice dripped with unmasked sarcasm, the gray and white she-cat smiled kindly at her sister before settling down onto her belly across from her. Laughing a bit at her own remark, Pansyface nodded at her father before continuing; "Other than that....pretty good. How about you guys?" Flicking her sharp ears, the young she-cat began to groom her sleek fur while chatting with her family.