Hello Feline Friends

"I hate his guts..." Treewhisker grumbled, though he obeyed her quickly and unwrapped his tail from around her paw. "Sorry," he quickly muttered afterwards, brushing his pelt against hers as they found themselves alone in the serene forest.

She bopped his tail in irritation after a particularly insistent tug. "Stop that."

Treewhisker lead the way, pulling on her forepaw insistently with his tail as he tried to get as far from camp as he could in a few short heartbeats.

She grimaced at the mention of the black tom and nodded.

Treewhisker purred warmly at her touch, but glanced up in the midst of their affectionate rubbing across the clearing and then nudged her shoulder urgently. "Can we go for a walk?" He muttered into Violetwing's soft shoulder fur. "I don't want to be around Nightclaw anymore after our midday patrol." Shuddering, he looked hopefully up at her, then back across the clearing again, to where Nightclaw was.

She purred, nuzzling his cheek.

One afternoon, after returning from a patrol he'd been assigned to, Treewhisker padded up to Violetwing. He hadn't seen her for most of the day so he greeted her by winding his body all the way around hers several times, purring loudly in a loving yet wordless greeting.

Violetwing wasn't making much headway in the way of convincing Sapstar to not make Treewhisker the deputy, and by this point almost the entire Clan knew that (insert deputy's name here) was retiring, so the more arrogant cats like Nightclaw were certain the next deputy would be them.

After another half moon, Treewhisker was finally back to full capacity, able to do all the routine stuff with all four legs. His curiosity about Violetwing's surprise had never died, but he didn't push it either, knowing that she had enough on her mind without him pestering her endlessly.

(Sure)

(Do you want to do a skip?)

She flicked her tail in acknowledgement, ducking out of the den and going tonjoin a hunting patrol.

Treewhisker acknowledged that the reality of things was that Violetwing still had work to do, but the injured warrior didn't let her leave without a final lick on her muzzle. "Love you!" He called after her, seemingly having forgotten the rapidly oncoming problem that he faced of potentially becoming the clan deputy.

Eventually she had to leave, as she still had warrior duties to attend to.

Treewhisker' sensitive ear twitches at her licks, but he made no effort to pull away, loving every heartbeat of attention she lavished him with.

She licked his ear.

Treewhisker pinned his ears back and pulled away at Violetwing's sigh. "Sorry," the tom mewled, rolling onto his side facing away from her, keeping his leg up though.

She sighed in expaseration into the kiss.

Chuckling, Treewhisker kissed Violetwing as she squirmed a little in his grip.

She poked him on the cheek, wriggling a little.

"All night last night I had dreams about your little secret surprise. I can't wait to find out what it is." Treewhisker purred, wrapping one of his forearms around her neck and pulling her in so he could teasingly kiss her nose.

She bopped him on the nose.

"Can't help it," Treewhisker grunted, licking her nose and batting at her face a few more times.

She paused and frowned at him. "Stop that."

Although they were only being playful, Treewhisker noticed an erection growing and tried to keep playfighting as if nothing was happening, even if it was obvious to Violetwing.