Stuff with Stormfur (Hunting, gathering moss)

[Fainauriel]

This takes place a few moons later.


Yellowfield was watching as Stormfur got into a hunter's crouch. A few seconds later she heard Stormfur meow in delight. "Good catch!" Yellowfield called. They had collected enough food to last the clan for a few days.




The next day, they went out to gather moss, since there were few apprentices. Yellowfield gathered up a ball of moss and threw it at Stormfur.

[squirrelstar]

"Hey!" Stormfur yowled in surprise. Then he threw a ball of moss at Yellowfield.

[Fainauriel]

Hey!" Yellowfield yowled. Then she forgot all about balls of moss and ran up and tackled Stormfur. She was careful to keep her claws sceathed, for she didn't want to hurt her friend. She really cared for him. In fact she loved him but she didn't know what he thought of her.

[squirrelstar]

Stormfur was enjoying play-fighting with Yellowfield. He cared for her and he loved her, but he was to scared to admit it to her. Finally he asked, "So who do you like?"

[Fainauriel]

"Don't you know? I don't like anyone, but I love someone," Yellowfield meowed.

[squirrelstar]

"Who is it?" Stormfur asked, hoping it was him.

[Fainauriel]

"Well silly, it's you I love," Yellowfield meowed.

[squirrelstar]

"It's me," Stormfur meowed. "I hoped that would be your answer. The one I love is you."