[Captain]

Originally Posted by CandyFlossCat

Caracalspirit was sitting next to her mate, leaning into him with a content look on her face. They'd been mates for a bit now, and it was all she imagined. They were even closer than before, obviously, and that was what she enjoyed. They could have kits at some point, perhaps, if Hawkfeather wanted of course. It'd been a few moons since the tom asked her to be his mate, and she'd gladly accepted. He was the only tom she'd ever loved, honestly. She wasn't the best at it before, but she enjoyed their loving embraces each day. She was getting slowly better at it, sometimes dropping a cheesy line to annoy her mate. Something sappy, overly sappy really. She didn't know if other she-cats thought as much about their mate as she did. Honestly, Caracalspirit didn't care that much. It was their own relationship. She turned to Hawkfeather, nuzzling him with a little purr. She gazed at the sky, enjoying the prettiness of it. She purred softly, unable to imagine anything better than this. Caracalspirit smiled, her tail curling around her and her eyes shining with warmth.

“Did I mention that you look rather beautiful in the morning sunlight?” Hawkfeather murmured to his mate, smiling as she nuzzled him. He rested his chin on top of her head, holding his beloved close to him as they enjoyed the early hours of the day together in each other’s embrace. It was truly a sight and experience that the male would never get tired of. Yes, there were some cats that stared at them, probably growing uncomfortable at their frequent displays of affection, but the tan-furred warrior just huffed at them and teased the other tom’s that they were just jealous that he got to have such an amazing and wondrous she-cat as Carcalspirit. He often wondered how Owlsparks and Firesparks were doing these days, but he assumed that, like them, they were having quality alone time with their significant other. “Have any plans today, my dear?” The warrior asked her, giving the female’s head a stroke of tongue, an affectionate purr rumbling in his throat, “Or do I have you all to myself on this fine day?” No matter how many times part of him told him that he was too affectionate at points, Hawkfeather honestly didn’t mind, wanting to be himself and show her how much he loved her.