A smile that she gave to the lake [Closed]

Thinstripe sat outside of the barn, she was smiling as she looked up at the sky as the sun beamed. She breathed in the air as she heard foot steps, turning to see Lakesong she purred.

Lakesong saw his mate and purred. He padded over and nuzzled her before sitting down and twining his tail with hers.

Thinstripe smiled again and wrapped hers with his, she was happy that she was with Lakesong.

Lakesong purred and rested his head atop hers. Some cats would think that your former mentor was your mate was weird but Lakesong didn't care what they thought.

Thinstripe purred again "Do you like being a warrior now?" she asked quietly.

Lakesong smiled. "Yes of course, especially since my mate is my mentor."

Thinstripe blushed and nuzzled him, along with a lick on his cheek "Heh, you know your tectonically a father already right?" she mewed.

Lakesong nodded. "Yeah I guess I am huh? Well a step-dad anyways." The fluffy light brown tom meowed.

Thinstripe nudged him "Ya, true" she mewed "You got an idea on what we should do? We could go hunting" she suggested.

Lakesong smiled. "Yeah, lets go hunting." The light brown fluffy tom meowed flicking his ear.

Thinstripe nodded and stood up "The Clan could use some food, were eating more than I thought" she mewed as she padded along into the forest.

Lakesong purred in agreement and followed his mate into the forest.

Thinstripe soon heard a thrush, it was in the shadows and it was picking at the ground. It was distracted. She crouched down and stalked it, keeping her tail low on the hard ground she unshathed her claws, she would hunt it differently than usual. Keeping low she dug her claws into the ground, she moved closer and then stretched out her claw to pin down the bird. It struggled from beneath her unsheathed claws as it tried to escape, she opened her jaws and held the almost dead thrush in her jaws, it's wings flapped around as she held it. Clamming down on it she killed it and stood up turning to Lakesong "Lets see what you've got" she purred.

While Thinstripe had been catching a thrush Lakesong had taken off soundlessly after a rabbit. He returned right as she said that. "A rabbit." He meowed through a mouth full of fur.

Thinstripe purred again "We should bury this" she dug a deep hole and wide hole in the ground, she dropped her thrush into the hole and looked up at Lakesong to wait for him to drop his catch so she could bury both of their pieces of fresh-kill.