Ivypool

Ivypool stiffened when she felt a lick on her muzzle but saw no scented Hawkfrost and purred only to be snapped out of thought by her sister."Oh, you're happy to see me aren't you," Dovewing teased. "Like I would. Only a mouse brain would miss you," Ivypool teased back. Dovewing gave off a fake offended gasp with a fake offended look on her face. Ivypool leapt on her and smirked."Ok fine, I will give you that one," Dovewing said admitting defeat. Ivypool gave a triumphant laugh before leaping off her only to hiss in pain when landing."You ok, is your shoulder still bugging you," Dovewing asked only to be met with silence. "I'm going to go hang with Bumblestripe." Dovewing turned and raced off towards her mate. Ivypool sighed and went to the fresh-kill pile. She wished that the tom she loved was alive and they could share prey together and do all the things mates do. She grabbed a mouse and went to the shade and sat down to eat her prey.