[Empress Of Evil]

Originally Posted by Dark Melody

(EEEEEE!!!!! :heartballoon4: )
Snowsong smirked at the surprised look in his eyes, unable to help a small giggle. He hadnt expected it, had he? Was this the time to tell him how she felt, or should she leave it with the lick and just that? Snowsong paused, but before she could even think to speak, Stormstrike had spoken.

Snowsong fixed her eyes up at the Tom, curiosity in her ice blue eyes as she heard his first sentence, but she didnt speak, waiting for him to continue. When he did, his next words had her freezing, and this time it was her turn to look surprised. His words seemed to echo in her ears, and it took a while to process it as she gazed up at him. He loves me? She thought, her heart pounding. A sudden wave of affection shot through the Siamese she-cat. First she was smiling, then she was full-out grinning from ear to ear, happiness shining in her ice blue eyes.

Reaching up again, this time she pressed her nose to Stormstrike's, purring faintly as she gazed into his blue eyes, smiling happily. Her next words felt so natural, so smooth on her tongue. Because they were true.

"I love you too, Stormstrike."

[*Squeals*]

The next few moments were tense as Stormstrike waited for a response,
his pale blue hues searching through her own, trying to find some sort of clue. He let out a breath he hadn't realized he was holding and a wide grin grew on his maw very quickly.

Seeing how she had returned his feelings, the grey warrior prepared to ask her something. He wasn't so prepared for this one. Simply because in the day he had spent planning to tell her the truth, he hadn't expected himself to get this far. But now, after moons of waiting, moons of gaining some self confidence, he had finally done it. And even better, he had gotten a response that he really hadn't been expecting. But it wasn't like he was complaining. He was happy beyond words. Nothing could describe how he was, and he didn't need to. The affection in his orbs said everything for him.

Taking a deep breath, Stormstrike asked his question, his voice just above a whisper.

"Then will you be my mate?"