Shadow purred. "Your beautiful."

"Uh... you too." She giggled. "Thank you."

"Your welcome." he purred

Mist smiled. She looked at the sky.

Shadow looked up too.

"I wonder if the stars are only our anscestors. Do prey not get stars...? Or twolegs? Maybe they get a spot on the moon. Or a cloud."

"I don't know." he said.

She laughed. "If twolegs turn into clouds, that means I was named after the remains of twolegs!"

Shadow purred with amusement.

Mist purred.

"I can't wait until we have kits." he said

"I can't either. I've always wanted kits. I always loved caring for my mother's second litter when she went hunting."

"I've always wanted kits too." he purred

"What would we name them? I've always thought Rising Moon of Night was a nice name for a tom. Night."

"I love that name." purred Shadow.

"How many kits do you want? I've never thought about it."

"Two or three." he said

"That's what I've been thinking. About three or four."

"Three is good." he purred

Mist nodded.

(Want to time skip?)

(Sure)

Shadow yawned and nuzzled his mate

She purred, belly swollen with kits.

Shadow purred and nuzzled her