Sharing Tongues - July (OPEN)

Smiling up at the older queen, Mosspaw nodded. "Alright, let's do this! Why don't we do kits and apprentices against the older cats and myself?" She mewed, excitement gleaming in her eyes for the first time in a while. She smiled at Graypaw encouragingly, thinking back to her Moonstone journey and the fears she had voiced at that time. "It's good to have you Graypaw! Yes, come join us!"

Falconwing stretched, watching with a smile as her daughter played with the other cats. Mosspaw had been known for being introverted, but seemed to have come out of her shell more in the recent moons. The tabby had been battling sickness in the medicine den, and only just recently recovered. She figured she might as well talk with Mosspaw, catch up and figure out what had been going on in her time off duty, but every cat needed to play. Catching up could wait till later. She and Mosspaw were alive and well, mother and daughter, and, as far as Falconwing was concerned, they had all the time in the world. “Don’t forget me!” She climbed to her feet, tail twitching as she padded towards Marshstorm and the other warriors.