The cats in question are Lightfoot and Bravespirit of ThunderClan, and they need mates. Forbidden love is accepted. Thanks for viewing! :)
As dainty white paws gently carried a lithe, pale body, the owner of the legs and body sighed as she gazed up at the sky, feeling a crisp breeze ruffle her golden and white patched fur. Lightfoot licked her chest fur and listened pleasantly to the sound of leaves rustling a song of leaf-fall, wanting to hum along. The ThunderClan warrioress silently started to wonder how her brother was holding up.
Stealthy claws dug into the ground as the tomcat watched a scrawny mouse duck into a hole in the ground, a wave of disappointment washed over his pelt as the dark brown tabby tom lashed his black tipped tail in annoyance. Every piece of prey was either getting smart, or Bravespirit was losing his touch on his hunting skills.