Barkwhisker smiled back at Squirrelfoot as the glowing moss glittered around them. Even if she didn't share his feelings, he would always think she was beautiful.
Barkwhisker began gathering small amounts of the glittering moss to bring back to camp for Rosekit. The poor kit had been so upset, he hated seeing others like that, especially when they showed so much potential like Rosekit did.