Cheerful Smoke And Grumpy Aspen (closed :: Tinsley)

Smokeface poked his head in the apprentices' den, keeping his ballance on his more healthy leg, the other one injured in the fight against WindClan. He searched with his eyes the figure of his mentor's daughter, Aspenpaw, his newest apprentice, and prodded her with his muzzle, waking her up. "Aspenpaw, time to go out training." he said before retractkng his head from the warm den and into the brisk cold. His whiskers twitched uncomfortably as small flakes settled on them, almost making him sneeze kitishly. He disliked the cold weather strongly, and if they were unluckly, the banks of the river would freeze and leave RiverClan to struggle and fish from the dangerous and thin ice. Poor Dawnkit, Minnowkit and Poplarkit. he sighted, wondering how his three youngest kits would survive the cold weather as apprentices.

Powery snow dusted the ground, enough to get the tom to shuffle on his paws as the snow melted and spread ticklish cold through his pads. Glad it isn't tok high, makes my day a nightmare even so... he thought and shook his head, not daring to sit down on the freezing ground.

"What, already?" Aspenpaw glanced at her mentor. Training now? But it was freezing! She realized that she'd have to anyway, unless she was going to stay an apprentice forever - and she couldn't have that! The brown she-cat sighed, and trudged out into the newly-fallen snow. "Erm, I'm ready."

(Yeah, so, messed up the territory lol)

Smokeface shook his head, a slight grin on his face. "Yes, now. I know how you feel, my tail is freezing off, buf do you want to be a warrior, or not?" he sighted and led the sne-cat away from camp, trailing his paws through the powdery snow with an expression of mild dislike. "We will be checking the river to see if it froze overnight, okay?" he informed her, sniffing through the icy air for any trace of the salt smell of the body of water.