[Random Melody]

Originally Posted by Empress Of Evil

A grey pelted warrior was seated in the shade of a small oak tree. He was grooming his pelt, which was dusty and knotted. He had just spent most of the morning hunting and had taken a particularly long time trying to catch a plump rabbit. It hadn't been easy and he had had to sacrifice his neat appearance for it, but he was glad to have caught it. It would definitely be able to feed a few mouths. The rabbit now lay lifeless at the top of the fresh kill pile, waiting for someone to come along and feast on it with perhaps a few other cats.

After tugging free a stubborn knot, he moved on to flatten some fur on his left shoulder, and then he was finished. Stormstrike lowered himself onto the snowy ground and placed one wrist on top of the other. He turned onto his side and rested his chin on top of his paws. He closed his eyes and lay like that for a few minutes. The snow beneath his body was cold, but the sun was nearing the middle of the sky and it beamed, casting a warm glow of sunlight across him. The warrior didn't move for a while, until he suddenly opened his eyes. He was struggling to fall asleep, and he wasn't entirely sure as to why. He was tired from his hunting trip, but it seemed like sleep didn't want to go to him. He let out a sigh before he gazed out across the clearing, searching for something interesting. His turquoise gaze landed on a familiar pelt. Snowstar! He thought, beaming at the sight of his mate. He wanted to get up and run to her, take some time to talk to her as she looked free, but he was quite comfortable where he was, and wasn't ready to move just yet. Perhaps he would wait and see if she would notice him first, then if she didn't, he would get up and run to her before someone else whisked her away. His best friend always seemed busy these days. She was occupied with either looking after their kits, or attending to leadership duties. He himself was considerably busy these days. With leaf-bare here and the snow already falling, he had to work his hardest to contribute as much as possible to the clan. He would visit his kits as much as possible and would share stories when he had some in mind, but he and Snowstar could never seem to be in the same place at the same time. When he was in the nursery, she might be in the leader's den, discussing something important with Passionblaze. Or when she was in the clearing and available for a chat, he might be on a border patrol. Being able to talk to her again would be great.

Snowstar let her gaze roam for a while longer before she finally caught sight of the gray-pelted warrior. He seemed to notice her as well, because he was beaming at her. The leader stretched before heading over to him, her black tail high in the air, flicking back and forth gently. "Stormy!" She cheered, lowering her muzzle slightly toward the ground to press her nose to the white flakes she was named after, but only for a second before she padded closer to Stormstrike. "It's cold." She mewed, and then, as if to show him, she pressed her freezing nose lightly to his cheek before whisking it away again, giggling before settling down beside her mate. Her best friend. She'd been neglecting him lately and she knew that wasn't fair, so it was nice to spend some time with her while she was finally free. "Hi." She said simply, her ice blue eyes just shining with affection as her gaze met Stormstrike's.

What she felt for the Tom just didn't come to her naturally in words. She couldn't describe it, the way her heart jumped and seemed to twist and warm and how safe and loved and happy she felt around him. For some reason she just couldn't. Even that small description wouldn't be enough - Words just weren't enough. But that was okay, because she showed him. Like right now, the look in her eyes, the way she brushed her tail tip against his, the way she smiled and giggled and the soft, loving tone in her voice, all of that was showing Stormstrike just how much she absolutely adored him. As a lover, and as a best friend.