Call me an elder one more time (open)

[Nightshade☆]

Inside the black dark den laid another black creature. It was curled up tight. The cats black tail rested against his black head and nose. Slowly, though as the light drifted into the den the tom opened his green eyes and stood. He stretched out his muscles. He thought joining the elders would be nice. Getting to sleep more and rest his aching joints, but sadly that was not the case. He felt lonely. He lived off communication. 


Nightshade let out a sigh as he slowly pushed out of the den. He was happy his joints no longer ached as they had yesterday due to the rain. He stopped outside the elders den and sat down. He was not use to sleeping in yet, clearly. After being a warrior for 60 some years, he could not bring himself to sleep in and be lazy.

[ivypaw **]

The rain the day before had dampened Ivypaw's mood - literally - but she'd did her best to make up for her bitter attitude the day before by trying to help out her clanmates without saying anything. After delivering freshkill to the queens, leader, and the elders, she'd gone out to find some dry bedding. The pickings were slim, but Ivypaw managed to find enough to appease the elders with. She liked taking care of them. They were grateful, full of stories, and any teasing of her was done good-naturedly. It was a nice change, and Ivypaw appreciated them all the more for it.

When she returned to camp, her small gray paws carried her straight to the elder's den. Ivypaw was watching the ground and was surprised when she saw Nightshade sitting outside. She ever-so-carefully placed the bedding on her own paws - the ground was still slightly damp - and greeted the old tom. "Hi Nightshade. I went out and wrangled up some fresh bedding, just in case any of yours got damp from the weather yesterday." Her voice was warm, and if any of the apprentices had heard one of their resident hotheads being so nice, they'd have died right on the spot. At the thought of that, Ivypaw smiled - well, it was more of a smirk, but hey! - to herself, and wondered what it would take for them to leave her alone. Certainly they'd stop before it was them in the Elder's den. Right?

[Nightshade☆]

Nightshade gentle green eyes shifted to the paw steps he heard. He smiled a greeting to the apprentice.  He had heard talk about her and Wolfpaw being rude and cranky, but Nightshade thought that was mouse dung. The two apprentices were respectable,  caring, kind, and loyal. 


His smile grew at the idea of new bedding. His was damp and did not help jis stiff joints. He nodded his head, before meowong warmly, "You are wonderful,  Ivypaw, thank you very much," he purred. "The rain had gotten in my bedding making my joints ache yesterday,  though today they feel better, just a little stiff." He spoke then gently rested his head on her flank for a belief moment.

[ivypaw **]

ivypaw blushed happily, pleased to receive praise for something she enjoyed taking part in. "of c-course, nightshade. it's not problem." the she-cat beamed at him, growing more solemn as he described his aches. growing old seemed dreadful, but nightshade was so full of wonders and stories that it seemed to be halfway worth it. ivypaw shrugged mentally, nodding in an understanding way to the tom. "do you need me to fetch anything from the medicine cat's den to help with the stiffness?" ivypaw asked sincerely, looking at the black tom with a slight twinge of concern, but no pity.

[Nightshade☆]

Nightshade stood up onto his paws. Only way to cure the stiffness was herbs or walking. Maybe both. "I will gladly help you, if you like Ivypaw. Walking will help my joints, plus I am not that old!" Nightshade purred happily as he tried stretching out the aches. His pale green eyes were soft. "Also it gets lonely being only elder."


Nightshade stood up and shook his head. "No thank you. I rather not have me or you get our ears clawed off by the medicine cat," he chuckled with amusemnet.  He padded closer to the smaller she-cat.