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Kestrelstar stretched in the glow of the late afternoon sun- lazily curled up on top of a boulder underneath the tallrock. The day was gloomy, like most days in leaf-fall tended to be: foggy, gray clouded skies and a chill in the air. The leader peeked up through lidded eyes at the sky above- happily purring at the few sun rays that managed to break through the dense clouds. Pawsteps approaching the camp broke her spell.

Ah, it was Swiftflower. Kestrelstar quickly turned her head into her chest fur, embarrassed, trying to ignore the weird floppy thing her stomach did sometimes when she saw the warrior. Her tail tip tapped the ground, irritated. It was weird. She scowled, laying her muzzle into her paws. It was weird, and Kestrelstar didn't understand it. Nothing happened when she saw other cats? If she thought about it long enough, Kestrelstar came to the conclusion that she might have feelings for her. But she never thought about it much; to embarassed by her own feelings. Still...Kestrelstar lept from her perch, and approached the warrior. Just being friendly- y'know, like you're supposed to do when you're leader, she told herself, pausing in front of Swiftflower. She opened her mouth to speak, but couldn't find the words and simply stood there with her mouth half opened, until it finally hit her what she was doing. "Um..." the leader stuttered, sitting back on her haunches. "-that's uh," her tail flicked to the rabbit between the younger warriors paws. "a pretty big rabbit."


kestrelstar....u big nerd. .. . .i cant believe u

Kestrelstar felt a small purr of amusment rise in her throat - but she quickly pushed it back down, kneading the ground beneath her paws to distract herself. Her ears twitched, fumbling for a response. She was never good with words, either speaking or thinking. Mostly, Kestrelstar prefered to ignore talking as much as possible; embarassed by her lack of communication skills. 

"It's..." Kestrelstar murmured, head tilted down to stare at Swiftflowers paws, though a small smile pushed the corners of her muzzle. "okay. Don't worry." 

A chuckle rattled the leaders chest; she'd never known Swiftflower to stumble over words. It made her feel better, slightly, over her own short comings. Feeling slightly more at ease, Kestrelstar made herself comfortable on the ground, tucking her feet underneath her chest and wrapping her tail neatly around her slender frame. "Just-" her tailtip flicked towards the prey, "it's almost as big as you." She eyed the warrior, feeling that weird sensation in her chest again, at the sight of a smile. Trying to remain composed, Kestrelstar mumbled, "We could share it, maybe," her voice fading into something barely audiable by the end. 

Kestrelstar paused briefly before scooting closer to the other cat. Not that she was nervous or anything; it was simply sharing a meal with a friend. A clanmate. Cats did that. Leaders did that: this was fine. Ignoring the heat that had rushed to her head, the she-cat took a bite of the rabbit. It was never as good as the hares that came during the spring- leaf-fall and leaf-bare rabbits were never the same. Whether it be that Kestrelstar was simply hungry, or maybe it was the fact that she was actually allowing another cat to take part in a meal with her, this rabbit tasted fairly pleasant; better than the ones she had since leaf-fall started. She allowed herself to relax, slightly, and lean just a little bit into Swiftflowers side. 

Kestrelstar pushed the rabbit towards Swiftflower and began to clean her whiskers. She was ususally a big eater and could finish off a rabbit faster than a cat could say 'mouse', but feeding the clan was more important. Cats that didn't have 9 lives, Kestrelstar thought, scooting closer into Swiftflower - she was warm - were more important than her. "...'m good.", the golden leader murmured. "Make sure you eat." Her eyes darted downward as Swiftflower gave the leader a small smile. Kestrelstar hoped the other cat couldn't feel her heart beating - way too quickly, she might add.