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.

coughing awkwardly, and gaze skirting away from thrushpelt's, oakheart states, "i suppose we should get to know each other." something unnameable thrummed in thrushpelt's heart. "i suppose," he replied, his tone light, playful, yet encouraging.