Warrior Cats: The Four Clans

ic: Mosspaw heaved one last sob and looked at Badgerpaw. "You.. you can promise me that?" she whispered, gleam shining in her eyes. "You pinky-paw promise?" She laughed a little and sighed, letting her pelt rub against Badgerpaw's black one. She licked his head. "I think I love you," she whispered.

Bloodeyes padded over to them, not slowing his pace as he neared them. "Some cats are in love," he teased, his eyes shining with amusement. Mosspaw didn't even have the time to claw his ears off. As soon as she turned around, he was gone at the fresh-kill pile, stuffing his face with food.