This one is for people who love GrayxMillie.
Graystripe nodded to Millie, who chased after a squirrel.
A hunt in the forest with Millie was exactly what Graystripe needed to get his mind of Firestar's death.
Millie dropped her squirrel, and brushed her muzzle against Graystripe's.
Graystripe entwined his tail with her's, and together they watched the sun sink behind the mountains.
The lush canopy of leaves above them rustled, while all was so quiet they could hear the birds singing a sweet tune and the trees creaking in the cool breeze.
"I love you, Millie." Sighed Graystripe.
"I love you too." Millie whispered, her breath tickling Graystripe's ear.
Later on, Silverpelt blazed in the sky, and frost adorned the blades of grass.
They shared the squirrel Millie had caught, and drifted to sleep under a blanket of stars.