I sat on the cliff alone, watching the sunset. All the yellows and oranges and reds mixed togother against a sky slowly turning darker and darker, until edvunteauly all the light would be gone, and it would be the moon's turn to shine. I shuffled my feet nervously, the grass I stood on was wet with the rain that had stopped just a few moments ago. My white and brown pelt was still wet, even though the air was now warm.

"Fallenbranch?" Willowleaf's light-as-a-feather voice made me turn my head. There she was, the most perfect cat in my Clan. Her creamy light-gray fur I loved was as beautiful as ever, her sky-blue eyes burned into my amber ones. "Fallenbranch, why did you ask me to meet you here?" At that I shook my head and made myself answer.

"Oh, er..." I couldn't bring myself to tell her the real reason, not yet. "I... just wanted to... spend some time and get to know you?" My lame excuse made me embarresed just to think about.

Willowleaf shrugged. "Whatever," she answered.

I signaled for her to come over and sit by me. Luckily she did, unlike some other times I had talked to her. Willowleaf padded over, sitting down so our fur just barely brushed. I looked at her, and for some reason she looked back. After a few moments she turned her head back to the almost-over sunset.

"It- It's beatiful, i- isn't it?" I stuttered weakly. Willowleaf didn't answer. "Willowleaf?" I quisteoned her. "Are you okay? Do you need water? Should we-"

Willowleaf shut her tail over my mouth suddenly, closing her eyes. "Fallenbranch," she said. "Why did you want to bring me here again? You do it every moon. I've had enough of this place, and you always staring at me like a hypnotized fish. Obviously there's something you've been meaning to tell me, so what is it?" She took her tail off my mouth.

"Well..." I didn't know how to tell her. "It's just..." Come on! You have to tell her! I tried to tell myself. "I love you, will you be my mate?" I blurted suddenly. I looked at her, waiting for some kind of mean responce, signalng that she didn't want to be my mate. A 'no' with a kind apolagie at best, a scratch on the nose at worst.

Instead, a smile spread on her face. "I've been waiting forever for you to ask," she meowed. "So of course! I have loved you ever since we were apprentices togother!"

So have I, I thought, so have I.