Three Problems, Three Clans. (Invite Only)

[macymagica]

Um...Nothing really happened. How many moons is your kit?]

[catdoq]

(3 moons i think)

[apricity]

Rainpelt's eyes lit up. "Sure" he mewed, happy to be helping.

[broken*]

Whitefeather batted at his ear, smiling. "I realized that, fur-ball." then she blushed, remembering he was her leader, and looked at her paws.

[macymagica]

NettleStar blinked. "Thanks." He replied, glancing out of the corner of his eye at WhiteFeather.

[broken*]

Whitefeather kept her gaze to her paws, her cheeks crimson red.

[macymagica]

[Can cats blush?]
NettleStar sighed. "I guess it's just us." He murmured, already leaving camp. He motioned for WhiteFeather to follow.

[apricity]

Raineplt shrugged and decided that he would try and talk to Whitefeather later.

[broken*]

(Not normally, But I saw this cat one time, and it looked like it was blushing! no joke!)

WHitefeather nodded, her blush dissapearing, and trotted after him, silent.

[apricity]

He sighed and padded into the medican cat den, hoping that he would recieve a dream from Starclan.