Cinderpaw walked into the huge clearing. A couple of young warriors watched her come and sit down. The darkest one stood up and walked over to her. His amber eyes narrowed, and his pupil turned to a slit. "My... my... my..." she stammered, he ducked his head down to her level. "Breezepelt." he meowed plainly. She blushed, as he set his paw on hers...
