"Blizzardpaw?" Nightpaw crept closer to her friend. The rain splattered down on her pelt, and far away, lightning cracked.
"Yes?" Blizzardpaw looked up.
"What are you doing out in the rain? It's nice and dry in the apprentice's den."
"I'm just thinking." Blizzardpaw's voice was strangely cold.
Then his face cracked. "Just leave. I know you're in love with Brokensight, you don't have to pretend anymore."
"Blizzardpaw-"
"Just leave. I know he's a better hunter and a better fighter and already a warrior. So I'm not giving you the pain of choosing between us."
"I'm not in love with Brokensight! Sure, he's a great hunter and fighter, but he doesn't have your sweet personality or your calming attitude or your smile that leaves me feeling happy inside. I've never doubted you, and I know you won't doubt me."
Blizzardpaw looked away. "You know what would make me sure of that?"
"What?"
"If you really loved me, would you bear my kits?"
"I- isn't this a little soon to be thinking about this?" Nightpaw flicked her tail.
"We're almost warriors. There's no time like the present." Blizzardpaw replied.
"I- I don't know what to say. You really- really want to be my mate?"
Blizzardpaw nodded.
"Well… okay then. We're mates now, I guess." Nightpaw felt awkward for the first time around Blizzardpaw.
"Thank you, Nightpaw."
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That was really short and lovey-dovey. Sorry about that! And I'm not putting in the mating scene for… reasons. Um… that's about it for this chapter.
~Lukos