SmokeXSilver [CLOSED for Summer Wind and Psych]

Silverpaw laid alone in the apprentices den, thinking of her mate. It was cold and damp where her nest was, and she could really use some warmth. She curled her tail around herself and looked around.

Smokepaw padded in a long restraint piece of moss in his mouth. Setting it down he purred. "I have something for you. I found it out I'm the forest." He opened up the top layer of Moses to reveal a beautiful deep red rose, with the thorns taken off. He nudged it to her and then put the moss into her nest. "It reminded me of you, but I think your even more beautiful than a rose." There it was again his corny romantic self.

Silverpaw gasped. "Smokepaw, it's beautiful!" She took it into her mouth, moving it closer to her nest. "Thank you so much." The apprentice rubbed her cheek against his, purring loudly.

Smokepaw purred obviously pleased that she liked the rose. "Listn I've been thinking about the future. Would you like to have kits when we're warriors?" He meowed and started on gently groom her pelt.

Although she was surprised by his question, she couldn't resist answering. "Yes," She told Smokepaw. "I would like to have kits. With you." Silverpaw purred.

Smokepaw purred and nuzzled his mate. "I hope there as sweet as you." He meowed and started to groom her fur, in rymithic strokes.

She smiled wider and looked at Smokepaw. "I hope they have your eyes." She giggled back, purring and twining her tail with his every now and then.