Silverfrost shivered in the cold rain. "I'm such an idiot for coming out here to hunt so late at night." She thought to herself. She curled up into a tighter ball and feel asleep. In the middle of a dream, she felt another body press against hers. She didn't know who, but the body was warm, so she snuggled closer. At dawn, Silverfrost woke up and glanced around for the cat that had kept her warm at night. There was no one there. She decided to hunt some so she wouldn't go back to camp empty-pawed. By the time she headed back to camp, it was sun-high and she had caught enough to feed the whole camp. In the middle of the clearing, after she dropped the prey off, she bumped into Foxfur, the deputy ordering patrols. He looked at the prey she had caught. "You can rest today." he said. When he left, Silverfrost was speechless. "He's even handsomer up close!" she thought. Since he was the deputy of the clan, and single, many of the young single female warriors gossiping about him. "I can't blame them," Silverfrost thought "he sure is handsome." Foxfur had a sleek golden pelt with a white tip on his tail. He also had soft blue eyes. Silverfrost was dreaming about him until every patrol had gone.
6 moons later
Silverfrost groomed her sleek silver pelt. Foxfur was still on her mind. She was the only female warrior that hadn't found a mate, so many toms where padding after her. But she only had the mind for Foxfur. She was still daydreaming when someone nudged her. It was Foxfur. "Would you like to go hunting with me?" he asked. He seems shy, Silverfrost noticed, which is so unlike him. She said yes. When they were in the forest, Foxfur was a bit more like himself. He took a turned around so abruptly that Silverfrost bumped into him. She jumped back and turned red under her fur. "You're such an idiot." She thought to herself. "Mouse!" Foxfur hissed. He crouched and Silverfrost couldn't help but notice his muscles rippling under his pelt. She sighed dreamily. Suddenly he pounced and caught the mouse in one claw. Silverfrost was impressed. "Just another reason to like him." She told herself. When they were walking back with 5 mice, (mostly Foxfur's) Foxfur blurted, "Will you be my mate?" Silverfrost was stunned. But it didn't take long to recover. "Yes!" she screeched.
Greenpaw's POV A few moons later
I was heading to Foxfur's den do ask him a question when I heard a noise inside his den. It sounded like moaning and screeching. Foxfur was talking, but I couldn't hear so good. I peeked in a little and saw Foxfur on top of Silverfrost. Silverfrost looked like she was having a good time. Maybe they were play-fighting. I noticed that Foxfur and Silverfrost had disappeared for a while. I should probably leave them alone and come back later.
6 moons later
Push, Silverfrost, push! She pushed and the last bundle slid out. There were three kits. Two female and one male. Both the female were silver and the one male was gold. Foxfur came in with some moss and ran to greet the the kits. He nuzzled them and asked, "What should we name them?" Silverfrost thought and said, "You name the tom, I name the females." Foxfur agreeded.