||Whispernight|Female|35 moons|Tags;|Crush; Bearstrike||
Whispernight shook her head. "Nothing..." She flicked her ear and looked towards the leaders den, spotting her brother. She moved a little to be sure she was out of view and covered the missing half of her face with her paw. Ever since the incident she had been treated differently and ignored by old friends.
||Paintsplatter|Male|36 moons|Tags;|Crush;||
Paintsplatter smiled sympathetically. "Sure." He padded out of the den, not far ahead of her.



