"Do you know what a orange sunset reminds me of?" Claw asked his partner. Toxinelle looked up for a moment, before going back to inspect her daisy chain. "Tell me."

"Oranges, cotton candy, orange Julius's," he sighed. Toxinelle poked his tummy. "Is there a wrinkle in your belly?" Claw blushed. "Well, you make the best Orange Julius around so…." Toxinelle laughed.

"I'm not sure what's more orange, the sunset or your lion's mane you call hair," she snorted, fluffing it up. "Hey," he sighed, happy at her attentions, "Any self-respecting lion would be jealous of my mane."

"Oh?" she caught Claw's eye. "So, does that mean we're going to the zoo tomorrow and asking?" Claw groaned. "Those lions scare me, but if we went as a date…." "We'll see. Now, how about a game of chase before I make you your snack?" "I'm gonna win," Claw said, jumping up. Toxinelle frowned, shaking her head. "Don't be cocky." He shrugged. "Just telling the truth," he called as he sped away, and for the next fifteen minutes, only the sounds of pounding feet and laughter could be heard from the pair.

Toxinelle paused, hiding, waiting for Claw to take a extra lap before she caught him. The sky was a even more brilliant shade of orange now, one of the most beautiful sunsets she had ever seen.

Just then, Claw came running past and she pounced. "Gotcha!" she laughed with delight. "Okay, you got me," Claw said, as they held hands. "Just one more thing…" Toxinelle's voice trailed off as she pulled Claw close, kissing him in the light of the orange sun.

"Wow," Claw felt as if his head were up in those orange clouds. "Orange you glad I caught you?" Toxinelle giggled. Claw came back down to earth. "Come back here!" he shouted as she scooted away.

So, in the light of the setting sun, the partners headed home.