A Question

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••••••••••••5moons later••••••••••••• Meadowfawn lay down in the warm sun. It was mid green-leaf and she enjoyed the warmth. The prey was running and plentiful and the fresh-kill pile was full. Buckpelt padded over. His pelt glowing and his pelt was rippling with every movement from his muscles. He looked quite handsome and she stared at him fondly. "Meadowfawn? Would you like to hunt?" Buckpelt said, his voice sounding low and deep. "Huh? Oh, sure!" Meadowfawn replied snapping out of her stare. They padded out of the camp. They stopped and Buckpelt said "Meadowfawn? I have a question." She nodded and said "What is it?" Buckpelt took a deep breath and said "I have been admiring you ever since you came to be in our camp. I am quite fond of you. I was wondering if you would stand beside me as my mate?" Meadowfawn didn't know what to say. Finally she said what her heart felt "Yes of course I will Buckpelt! I feel exactly how you feel!" The two cats padded back to camp, twining their tails.

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