even mosskit stops her fidgeting and looks up at oakheart. "so...that means i have two papas?" she asks. thrushpelt nods. she thought for a moment, then shrugged. "mmkay." her small pink mouth stretched into a yawn. "can i sleep now, papas? i'm tired." "of course," they said in unison.

mosskit skipped away to meet snowfur, who shared a look with thrushpelt, whose brows furrowed. 'what?' he mouthed, and snowfur shrugged, then smiled cheekily. she left with the kitten, leaving oakheart and thrushpelt alone in the ether.