"It's been a lovely evening." Echosun licked her lips after finishing her prey and rested her paw on the white tom next to her. "Did you catch that mouse just for me?" The warrior nodded, pressing his cheek against the she-cat, in response to the Cloudclan deputy's question. The two lay there in peaceful silence, Smallbreeze gently grooming Echosun's head while the deputy purred softly. A light breeze blew over them, but they didn't move to get away from it. They sat on their moor home's warm breeze, watching the sun set. "We should get back to camp." Echosun yawned and lifted her head from her mate's leg. Smallbreeze sat up, his eyes rolling and a smile on his face. "We both know Halfstar isn't much of a leader; for Starclan's sake, she'd need my help keeping track of the kits' ages." Echosun sighed and waved her tail in frustration. Smallbreeze nudged his shoulder against Echosun's, hopping away from her and grinning as he lowered himself to begin running. "Oh, a race? You're on, short legs." Echosun purred as the two of them ran off back to their camp.
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