: Ashen Fall :

Ashen Fall visibly deflated, tearing up. Why do I blab like that? I just wish that didn't happen . . . "I-I'm Ashen Fall, I was chased here by the wolf."

~ Dapple Pelt ~

His hackles raised slightly but then lowered almost immediately. He slunk back into the tree root burrow.

Darkwhisper then rolled his eyes at Ashen Fall. "Oh, and no offense, but you talk wayyyy too much. And as for you," he turned to look at Goldenheart," you look like a cat that acts like a mother." Darkwhisper then flicked his tail at Silverstripe, then took off into the forest.

Goldenheart snorted in reply. "Are you kidding! Says the kit who got smashed into a tree, by a wolf. How pathetic." She spat back. She then looked at Silverstripe, who had her eyebrows raised.

~ Dapple Pelt ~

Dapple Pelt came out with a pouch in his mouth. "I for one believe that her talking is better than yours. I'd rather listen to her honest feelings than your remarks. And a cat that acts like a mother is fantastic, that means she'd be better than you at raising them, and more likely to get a mate too." He called after Dark Whisper.

: Ashen Fall :

Ashen Fall had slunk off somewhere, curling up in an abandoned burrow. "It's not my fault I can't stop talking." She muttered.

Goldenheart turned to look at Dapple Pelt and Ashen Fall, with a curious gleam in her eyes. "Who are you two? Are you cats mates? Me and Silverstripe, we mean no harm. And, thanks for that." she looked over at Dapple Pelt and winced as she walked to the tree.

Silverstripe rolled her eyes at the two strange cats. "It was a pleasure meeting you both, thanks, but me and Goldenheart better be leaving." she swished her tail at her sister, signaling for her to start leaving.

Darkwhisper heard a few words being spoken to him, as he was running away, but he didn't bother to hear what they were saying. He decided to come back later to see if the wolf was a female, which meant that her pups were nearby.

~ Dapple Pelt ~

Dapple Pelt started guffawing, falling in his laughter. He recovered after a few seconds. Wiping away tears, he sighed. "No, we're not mates. But you're deaf, because before that wolf came she crashed through the forest screaming bloody murder. I sheltered her so that it didn't kill her." He took something out of the pouch, and did something to the water.

Goldenheart sighed. "Well I'm sorry, but we were actually focused on the wolf- a threat to us- to you," she shook her head at Dapple Pelt's incompetence of realization, "maybe instead of being so focused on that she-cat over there, which I can clearly see you find her attractive- you could have helped us instead of googly-eyeing her."

Silverstripe couldn't help but giggle at her sister's remark, but then getting silenced by one of Goldenheart's death glares.

"Yes, because a cat making more noise than a two leg when it's being coated in Scrap Melt is hard to hear unless you're ogling her" He retorted. "And actually I have a female I want to try and ask out. It's just that I prefer not be interrupted while drinking."

"And I can DEFINITELY see through through the ground to ogle her. DEFINITELY." He retorted again, putting the item back into the pouch.

Goldenheart rolled her eyes at the tom. "Well, whatever. You do whatever you want. I don't care. Goodbye for now." she flicked her tail at Ashen Fall and Dapple Pelt, then joined her sister near the bottom of the tree. Silverstripe looked at Ashen Fall and mouthed a "sorry," then followed her sister to the bushes, going the same direction Darkwhisper went.

Meadowstream raced after Goldenheart "I'm coming to!" She meowed.