Onestar x Whitetail

Onestar loved his apprentice, Whitetail. I can't be mates with my own apprentice, he thought. ''But I love her so much, I must tell her. ''He walked around camp until he saw her near the warrior 's den, grooming herself. "Hello, Whitetail," he whispered. Come to my den." She nodded, but didn't look him in his eye, even on the way to his den. I want to tell you something, he looked at her in the eye, but quickly looked away. Onestar, you can speak, I won't tell anyone.'' she bent over and gave his ear a quick and affectionate lick. "Fine," he exclaimed, in a loud voice. "You mean a lot to me, Whitetail," he presses his muzzle against her cheek. "Even though I mentored you, it still does not mean that they can't be mates," Whitetail disrupted him quickly. "Skip the other stuff and tell me why you made me came here." A wave of scaredness crossed him, and he knew Whitetail felt it too. "You are very nice, and pretty." he told her. Whitetail stepped in. "A close friend?" she exlaimed. "More than that." "A VERY close friend?" "No." He finally had the moment to tell her. "Whitetail, I would like to stand by your side, as your mate." Whitetail had a surprised look on her face. "Onestar, you mean it? Is this a dream?" "No," he told her gently. I mean it. "Oh, Onestar, you are very nice," she said, shyly. "I would love to be yours." Onestar pressed his body against her's. "I love you, Whitetail." Whitetail purred of amusement and pleasure. ' I love you too, Onestar."

It's midnight, dangit