Flareheart waited patiently in the bushes. She was as close as she could get to Wind Clan territory without being spotted. Her green eyes gazed among the various hills, waiting.
Then she saw a white cat strolling towards the border. It was Stormpelt. Flareheart felt her heart take a few leaps at seeing him. Every time she saw him she could hardly breathe. She almost fainted. She couldn't bear to not see him at least once a day.
Stormpelt found her gaze with his steady, blue eyes. They warmed immediately and he quickened his pace.
They met at the border. The two stopped for a minute just starring at eachother warmly. Finally Stormpelt took another step, crossing the border. He rubbed his soft face on Flareheart's. She licked him in return. Stormpelt pulled away to gaze at her once again. "How much longer?" he asked hopefully. "Soon" Flareheart replied lovingly. Stormpelt nodded understandingly. Flareheart knew what he was waiting for, and so was she. The two wanted to have kits of their own. Flareheart gave Stormpelt one last lick before disappearing among the bushes and into Thunder Clan again.
Stormpelt's scent clung to her and she rolled around to get it off.
She knew her relationship could not go on forever. But how much longer could it go on? She loved Stormpelt, if they couldn't see eachother for long periods of time she might die. She knew that after she had Stormpelt's kits it would be that way, but until then she would live her dream. But there was one problem, she was the deputy of Thunder Clan.