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"But Jayfeather didn't know about the vanishing Sun." Sol's voice hissed. Hollyleaf swung around towards him, but he was already half-way up the shoreline.

"Good riddiance!" She snarled....

Hollyleaf watched Sol disappear over the rise. She sat down under a birch tree, for some reason, feeling exhausted. She lay down and closed her eyes, even though she knew it was a bad idea, with WindClan still acting overly-hostile. She felt herself drift into a deep sleep....

Hollyleaf woke with a start. She must not have been asleep for long, it was still light. She looked up, and to her surprise, and slight delight, was Sol. He was watching her with twitching whiskers.

"I was wondering when you'd wake up." He said in his honey-smooth voice. Hollyleaf watched as he stood, and walked towards her. "I'm sorry for what I said earlier. StarClan is more powerful." He whispered seductively. Hollyleaf breathed in his beautiful smell, her whiskers touched his cheek. He purred and rubbed his body along hers. She felt herself pressing into him...but all of a sudden, his warmth and scent disappeared, and Hollyleaf plumuted towards the ground...

Hollyleaf woke, Sol's lovely scent still wafting around her. She shook her head in shock, and before anything else could happen, bolted off towards camp. All the way, she couldn't get him out of her head...

Over the next few moons, Hollyleaf could not be as good a warrior as usual. She kept thnking about Sol. She soon realized the truth...that she was in love with him.....

Hollyleaf flipped over in her nest. She was ashamed of herself. Loving SOL?! She shook her head and stood. The only thing she could do was find him. She raced out of camp, towards his den positioned behind ThunderClan territory, opposite the lake. Running cleared her head, helped her think. What was she going to tell him?

Hollyleaf arrived, panting, at Sol's den. His head shot up and his face showed genuine surprise and concern.

"Hollyleaf! Why are you here? Is something wrong?" He asked, walking over to her. She pressed herself into his thick , soft fur,

"Oh, Sol...I love you." She blurted out. His face showed shock, then softened. He blaced his thick-furred head on he back.

"I love you, too." He whispered softly....

------------------------------------------------Five Moons Later------------------------------------------------

Hollyleaf lay in a pile of thick, soft moss. Three kits snuggled close beside her. Sol, or rather, Twistsky, sat beside her.

"For the black she-cat, how about Shadekit?" Twistsky said, nuzzling his mate. Hollyleaf nodded.

"That's perfect. And for the brown, orange, and white she-cat...how about Autumnkit?" Hollyleaf asked. Twistskay purred and nodded. "Twistsky, I want you to name the tom" Hollyleaf said, indicating the pale-grey tom. Twistsky narrowed his eyes in thought.

"How about Fogkit?" he quirred.

"Perfect." Hollyleaf whispered. Twistsky looked at her and licked her muzzle.

"I love you, more than anything," he whispered.

"I love you, too, Twistsky," She murmred back.

Don't know how that happened. The names are crap and beyond, I know. But I couldn't think!