Graystripe bit firmly into the neck of the mouse he'd been stalking. Hunting was doing a fine job of clearing his mind of thoughts and feelings that had no business being there. 'Doesn't matter anyway,' he thought firmly. He was concentrating so hard on keeping the thoughts of Fireheart out of his mind, that he didn't notice the cat himself standing near the small pile of freshkill Graystripe had already accumulated, until he had already dropped the mouse.

"Fireheart!" he meowed, and no his voice did not jump an octave because he was not shocked or, Starclan forbid, scared, to see his friend.

"Hey Graystripe," he meowed, smiling amiably. "I saw you shoot out of the camp, and I was wondering what's wrong with you," he meowed, after Graystripe had merely stared, his mouth open slightly. Fireheart cocked his head to the side, and looked pointedly at his friend, asking for an answer to his implied question.

"Oh!" Graystripe said, swallowing slightly, because Firehead cocking his head to the side was not adorable. "I was just starting to get bored, and you know how I get when I get bored, I can't stay out of trouble. So, I just nipped the problem in the bud, before it got me in trouble…again." He followed this with a sheepish grin, customary to his character.

Fireheart's concern melted instantly into bemusement. "Geez, Graystripe, you're ridiculous," he shook his head, and rolled his eyes.

Graystripe inwardly sighed in relief, but all he showed was a shrug. "Hey, but that's why you lov-'re my friend," he covered his Freudian Slip with ease, not even letting show on his face. Moron! Watch what you say! he hissed in his head.

"C'mon, I'll help you hunt!" the fire-red tom meowed, and flicked his tail over Graystripe's ears, before he took off into some nearby bushes.

Graystripe shuddred, and thank StarClan Fireheart had already disappeared, but then he shook his head furiously and launched into the bushes as well. Because, he certainly did not relish the feeling of Fireheart's tail on his ears. No he did not.

Well..Maybe a little.

A/N: I'm sorry that the chapters are so short, but they'll probably all be like this, unless I get a particularly /long/ bout of inspiration. I hope you're enjoying this though, I'm having fun writing it, and I hope the cats aren't /too/ OOC. StarClan Bless!