It's Been Too Long [solo]

Newttongue purred as he trotted through the territory, Wildfire, and Rainpaw beside him. He butted his head against his mate's shoulder, not minding the glare he got.

"What's up with you? Why are you so loving?" Wildfire grumbled, scenting the air and eyeing a thicket nearby. Maybe they could catch something there? She earned a laugh from Newttongue unknowingly.

"That's a silly question to ask your mate, Wildfire. I missed you and despite all your thorns, I still love you. We wouldn't be mates otherwise, now would we?" The tom said, humming in question. His whiskers twitch as he stepped around a puddle, scenting the air as well. "So, Rainpaw. How is your training going? I bet you can barely smell anything now with all those herbs around you."

"It's going well. Mapleleaf doesn't treat me like a kit. We're alway busy. You've got the whole clan to help you with your job. We only have each other to do ours. But, it's fun, I suppose. I couldn't imagine doing much else." The younger tom meowed, in a good mood for once. This was rare. Having both of his parents together with him for the sole purpose of spending time together.

Wildfire nearly tripped, stepping heavily into the puddle and giving it a blank stare for a moment. 'Oh, this fool... She huffed, shaking her paws off. Quickly, she caught up with them, giving both of them a flat look of annoyance before acting as if she was looking away at trees in order to hide the small smile that had cracked her muzzle.