Pine's den

There are herbs and sketches in the dirt ALL over. There is a small path lined with dirt so you don't ruin the drawings.

Pine padded in to her den, she glanced back to see if boots was following. Quickly, he scribbled out one dirt sketch on the wall before boots was in her den. "Some of the drawings on the walls kinda go onto the floor. They aren't that important though." She said to boots. It was getting dark and it was chilly inside and out of the small carved out pile of dirt.

Boots followed her into the den, fluffing out his fur as the wind blew through his fur when he came in. His eyes studied several of the drawings, "You made these?" he asked, still looking around.

"Uh, yeah. I've been working on them a long time." She explained as she examined a picture of her old mate.

"Wow." Boots carefully made his way over to an area where he wouldn't disturb any drawings, then sat down.

"Okay, I'm going to settle down for the night." She yawned.

He nodded slowly, "I guess I will too, then." Boots lied down on the dirt ground. It didn't bother him at all, since he was used to most conditions--from a comfy, padded kittypet bed, to a tree, to some moss in a cave, to the ground. His thoughts drifted away from reality as he mumbled, "Goodnight, Pine." Boots closed his eyelids, curling up. He fell into a deep sleep, the real world slipping away.

"Goodnight." pine said, half yawning. she dozed off and dreamt of hunting foxes.

(Morning time! :P)

Boots stirred in his sleep, opening an eye slightly. Seeing he was in the den, his heart jumped. Where was he? Right when he was about to jump up, he remembered. Laughing in his head, Boots sat up and yawned. He groomed his fur quietly, which had needed to be groomed way more than he had been. While he groomed himself, he glanced over at Pine as she slept.

hearing boots make the brief noise, pine blinked her eyes open, and yawned, the morning breeze ruffling her fur. "Good morning, Boots." she said with another yawn. "I have a project to do today, after something to eat. I'm going hunting. Want to join?" she offered.

He sat up, quickly stretching. "Oh, sure," Boots replied, smiling slightly. "Sounds like fun." standing up, he shook out his rusty brown pelt.

Ripplepaw and Snow trotted by the sen, smiling with each other. They both held a mouse in their mouths and were walking in unison. They were after all, Twins.

Pine stepped out of her den, absorbing the sunshine into her coat. she looked sternly at the two near her den. "What are you two doing here?!" she meowed furiously.

They looked at her and smiled. "Just passing by." They meow happily. They were truely in a good mood and not going to let and cat spoil it.

she snarled. "well then be on your way." pine hated these cats. they had been in a fight in the twoleg place.

They nod and pad away, Ripplepaw humming and Snow wiggling her tail in rhythm to the song.

their happiness annoyed pine. she snorted.

They disappeared behind a tree, but their voices of laughter and humming can still be heard.

Pine groaned. Then turned away, trying to ignore them now. "Boots, are you coming?" She called.

Boots came out of the den, noticing how irritated she was. "Did something happen while I was in there?" he noticed some other scents, ones he had smelled before recently. His head was tilted slightly, his darj blue gaze fixed onto Pine.

"Just some mouse-br- just some other cats. We had a fight in the two-leg place yesterday." she mumbled very quietly.

He blinked, not thinking Pine would actually get into a fight. "Oh... They didn't try and hurt you, did they?" Boots narrowed his eyes and looked around them, flattening an ear at the scent of the cats who had came by which still lingered in the air.

She glanced at the long but not too deep cut on her back. "Not badly." Pine mumbled still angry at the two cats (even thought he fight was actually her fault.) "Do you want to go hunting? I'm starved." Her stomach growled.

He looked at her small wound momentarily, then quickly nodded, "Oh, of course. So am I." Boots noticed his stomach was empty, even after their large bunch of prey from the night before.

"Shall we go where we were last night?" Pine asked.