Meadows.

Brighthead was, needless, to say, fast asleep. She was supposed to be watching Flamesoul and Blazeclaw and making sure they weren't getting into trouble, but that had turned out into a fail and now the she-cat was perched on an old tree stump, curled up and snoring lightly. Those crazy kids would be fine, and she made a mental note to get someone else to baby-sit the three year old immature little brats.

There was no way in Starclan he was going to be babysat! Flamesoul was old enough to take care of himself, so when the female had fallen asleep, he took his chance and was slinking around the meadow, Blazeclaw right up against his side. "I can't wait for more cats to come, Blaze, then we won't be two of the few cats calling this place home," he was talking in a hushed tone, blue eyes turning to fix on the green one's of Blazeclaw, who nodded and gave a quiet "They won't know what hit 'em!" The twins had managed to catch one shrew each in the past hour or so, and had already eaten it. Exploring was a favorite past time for them.

Flamesoul was the first to smell this new cat. He nudges Blazeclaw with a paw and glances around, both of them staying low in the grass. Finally, they spot the cat far off. Both twins pop up and race in the direction of this stranger. Of course, they have to jump over the stump Brighthead's sleeping on. In the process of that, with two sets of four legs, they knock the she-cat off. Blazeclaw glanced back, letting his brother know with a 'whoops' that Brighthead looked mad, but when she screams out the clear name "Bramblehead" happily, the brothers skid to a halt.

After her yell, Brighthead scrambles to stand up and picks up her pace into a trot to meet her friend, nudging the twins side. She was glad she finally had another she-cat around these parts.

The first words Brighthead was happy to hear, she doubted her friend would have forgotten her, but still you never know. The second words however make her scowl and shoot a glance to the two cats behind her, who could be one cat the way they were standing so close. They both give grins to her, obviously knowing they had succeeded in annoying the she-cat for the day. "Flamesoul and Blazeclaw," her reply was short and sharp, she didn't feel the need to explain why they exsisted.