||Another Night Alone...||She-Cats Needed!||

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    "Look, about yesterday, I'm sorry if I embarrassed you. Do you accept my apology?", she asked. She sat beside him and glanced around the clearing, she spotted the other cats. "There they are!", she mewed.

    she saw he wasn't in the mood to talk so she just shrugged and walked away just to bump into echo noticeing thoughts clouding his eyes she mewed "what's wrong? you can tell me if you just need someone to talk to i promise i'll understand."

    she still knew something was wrong "fine, if you say so, still if you still want to talk you'll know where to find me" she sighed as she padded away in the moonlight makeing her silver pelt glow.

    Purestripe stalked a mouse. She laughed as she pinned it to the ground. She looked around to make sure that she was alone before singing, in a whisper of course. Thunder and lighting mix with the rain. I will never serendere my game. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, the wind blows it away. All alone, happy to be it, peace and dark and quiet. she laughed again as she chased a squirrel IP a tree.

    "What's the matter? You sound sad.", asked Pop. "You can tell me anything you like. I won't tell any cat." She gestured with her tail for Moonheart to sit next to her.

    she looked at the she-cat "u-um o-okay, i-i think that lantern deosn't like me anymore, and i feel bad that no cat can trust me to tell me how he feels" she sighed looking down at her paws "i guess the only cat i can trust are you and another friend called spottedbelly, but she isn't here" still sad she started to pad away.

    "Wait,", Pop began. "I might be able to help you find out how he feels about you, if you like."

    Leopard walked over to Pop and Moonheart, her kits hard on her heals. "Is everything alright?", she asked. "You don't have to tell me if you don't want to, you know."

    "Sorry. It's kind of personnal.", mewed Pop. She looked at Moonheart. "I can help you."

    "So, do you want me to ask him how he feels about you?", she asked. "I can if you want me to."