Rushfire giggled at all the questions thrown at her. "I don't know much more, unfortunately. Though I'm sure the small brown cat and Willow had a happily ever after - leaders or not." Rushfire lay down on her belly and tucked one paw to her chest.
The story had maybe worn her out, since she went silent, under the shade of the willow tree and the gathering clouds.
Finally, Rushfire spoke again. "I can play moss ball for awhile if you like." She mewed, eager to do some activity now that her breath was spent. "But after that, maybe you could find another kit to play with, Snowkit, was it? I think I'll go hunting soon." @
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