Rusting Sun: Big Talk for Big Cats
"Ah, Goldenflower's back." An ear flicked from Lionface's comment and subtly, Tigerclaw turned to get a glimpse of the camp's entrance.
"Odd, rabbits aren't the prey she usually hunts." Like sensing a weakness, Lionface honed into the statement, the seasoned warrior's eyes closing in amusement.
"It isn't. Perhaps, she's looking to share it, hm~?" The brown tom rolled his eyes, muzzle twitching as he felt the other give him a goading nudge.
"You're being ridiculous." The nudge is more insistent now as the golden tom noticed his sister carefully head her way towards them.
"Come now, my brother-in-paw!" Tigerclaw huffed, even when his tail curled at the soft calling trill from behind him.
"Not your brother." He hissed quietly before finally turning towards the approaching molly, subtly licking down the fluff on his chest to smooth it down.
"Not yet– Goldenflower! Have you come to share prey with your dear brother?" Lionface playfully crooned, laughing heartily and padding away from his sister's warning glare.
"You've gotten quite the catch, Goldenflower." Tigerclaw decided to keep the siblings from fighting, complimenting the she-cat once he noticed just how plump the rabbit looked.
"Yes, quite. I'm not sure I can finish it by myself."
"Ah."
"Have you eaten, Tigerclaw?"
He had.
"Not yet."
Goldenflower slowly blinked at him, disbelieving but pleased.
"Then let's share."
Tigerclaw could only nod, settling down and ignoring the smug look being directed his way by his fellow warrior.
