Soppa-Taquise

“Good morning”, it was the white tom with some flaming red patches all over his body, who came out of the apprentices’ den with a big, tired looking smile. “You are awake rather early”, the tom mentioned as he sat down next to his two friends. The two darker cats looked at each other, then to the light-coated tom. “You are just sleeping long”, it was the she-cat with piercing red eyes. “Oh Spiderpaw, I’m pretty sure I’m the only one from us three who wakes up at a normal hour”, the tom jokes and chuckled a little. Spiderpaws eyes rolled a little annoyed and let out a small sigh. “Pff, you are always such a sunshine, Spiderpaw – look at Ravenpaw, It seems like your gloominess is rubbing off on him”, the tom mewed and looked to the all-dark colored tom with some white patches. “Oh Pumpkinpaw, we aren’t kits anymore, please try to act your age”, the tom sighed, the first thing Ravenpaw said today. A little broken the addressed tom looked to his paws and curled his tail around his front