Strolling in the Moonlight

"Thanks...well, that's what I heard. I hope so too..." he meowed, looking down. Firefly and Raccoontail weren't bad cats. He had never seen them do anything wrong, or something that would make him think of them as part of the Dark Forest.

"What about you? Who has passed on in your Clan?" he asked, remembering her mention something about that.

"Foxpaw..." Ebonyroot smiled at the thought of the eager she-cat, she was a fond addition to the clan. "Stupid mouse-brain tried to race against a monster..." She stood up and shook her pelt.

"Well...I hope she's in a better place." he meowed. He just remembered that he ask her how she was feeling.

"So, how are you? Anything new, other than Foxpaw's death?" he asked, looking around the empty clearing before looking back at Ebonyroot.

"Oh, yes!" Ebonyroot's eyes started to brighten, "The minute we returned home Ghosthaze had three healthy kits, and Demonsoul had two.... And Mountainpaw has become an apprentice... Oh, but I guess that's still not me, is it?" She laughed lightly and licked her chest in embarassment, just realizing he had asked about her twice. Strange, she could go on about her clan forever, but she found to hard to speak about herself. "Oh.. like I said... Tired, I've been going through the last of our Juniper Berries for some reason... Really need to stop that. I guess my belly just got used to fish..." While she joked about it, she shuddered at the thought of touching another silver scaled creature. Fish, disgusting things. "And I've been missing you..."