Midight is a lonly time (She cat looking for a mate))

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    Midnightpaw sat on the morelands the moon was half full right above her in the sky. it painted her cream furr white and her black parts silver but her eyes were shinning the blue one more vividly then the green. It was always this way, she could barly open her blue eye in the day time but it was better then her green at night. She loved the night, she would just stay out and listen to everything sleep. It was a more peacefull and magical time were her energy seemed to highten, her sences became stronger, and her curage was like none other. She sighed and looked at the ground, though she was stronger she still had the same feeling of lonelyness she always had.

    Duskpaw sprinted through the night, racing towards his favorite place: the Moorlands. His true personality would always come alive at night, the Moorlands was his favorite place to express it. The wind brushed his whiskers as he ran. He soon arrived, but someone was already there. Duskpaw froze and stared at the cat. A she-cat, her beautiful fur shining in the moonlight. Duskpaw slowly approached the she-cat. ¨Hello, I didn't know someone else came here at night.¨