New Warrior

Tawnywing walked through the camp after vigil and sat down near the warriors den, she didn't want to enter just yet so she looked around the camp instead.

Flamegaze woke from the night's slumber fairly quickly, having no dreams that night. He shook out his pelt as he made his way to the den's entrance, treading lightly to avoid stepping on any cat's paws. As he exited the den, he caught a cat's smell. "Morning Tawnyp-er-wing." he mewed with a dip of his head, "Everything was calm for your vigil?"

Tawnywing dipped her head in greeting. "Goodmorning Flamegaze. Yes. Everything was calm. How are you?"

The tom took a step away from the den before plopping down on his haunches. "That's good. I'm good. What about you? Are you good?" he mewed, trying to stop a purr of laughter as he made what he thought was a good joke.

Tawnywing's eyes shone with amusement as she answered. "I'm good. The vigil was tiring but interesting."

Flamegaze nodded, giving his chest fur a lick. "Yeah, I remember my vigil. Too bad it was just you out there."

"It was lonely but nice and quiet." Tawnywing said, her tail flicking.

"Hmpf. It's just not my party I guess," he mewed, flicking his whiskers at the thought of the vigil being "nice and quiet". He was glad he'd had a vigil with three other clanmates.

"I wouldn't expect it to be." Tawnywing said. You've been a warrior for a while now haven't you?" the calico asked.

Flamegaze tipped his head to the side, thinking. How long had it been? "Yeah, you're right. It's been quite a few moons," he mewed, trying to count how many gatherings there'd been since his ceremony.

"How has it been so far?" Tawnywing asked politely.