Silvefur could feel Lemurclaw's gaze burning into her silver pelt, and glanced over at him, her heart skipping a beat as if she was looking at him for the first time all over again. I'm in love; I know that much. Lemurclaw makes me feel warm inside and I always catch my breath when my gaze lands on him. That's true love, right? She began to ponder this, tuning Fernstar out as she began to mew.
"Yes, that makes sense," Fernstar sighed, briefly thinking of Arrowfire. If he doesn't truly love her...oh, I'm so sorry, Arrowfire. "I'll tell him to leave our territory." She flicked her tail, indicating for the two to follow, but she paused, noticing all the looks Lemurclaw and Silverfur had been shooting each other the whole time. "Is something going on here?" she asked suddenly, whiskers twitching.
Silverfur's mind was jolted back to the current situation when her sister asked the question, and she tilted her head. "What do you mean?"
"You two...keep acting..." Fernstar wanted to say strange, but she couldn't, because it looked almost sweet.
"I didn't tell you we're mates?" Silverfur blinked, puzzled.

















