It was somewhat windy today, the willows baying and swooshing with the breeze. Stormgrowl's long fur was more than enough insulation that it didn't really bother him too much, and with some predators deterred by the bad weather, it was the perfect time for a date with his mate, Nightwhisper. The pretty young she-cat was the love of his life, and now the two had finally admitted their feelings for each other despite the age difference, he couldn't be happier, nor wait to father kits once she was ready.
The tom had told her to meet him at sunset, where he had set up a spot for them to share among the roots of a larger willow. Grasses had been patted down into a comfortable cushion, where he sat, waiting for his beloved to arrive.
Her scent finally crossed his nostrils, over the scent of the prey at his paws awaiting them, and he stood to pad over and meet her. The big tom brushed his pelt along hers, winding himself around her, before licking the top of her head.
"Hello, love..." His low voice rumbled, a purr in his chest. "Come, let's eat." He purred, the lightning bugs beginning to stir in the fading light of day.
Nightwhisper
Riverclan Warrior
It had been a very long day with many patrols and helping the young apprentices with training. It was a very exciting time with new faces around the training grounds! There was almost a skip in the black tabby molly’s step as her heart was pounding in excitement.. Today, her beloved had invited her on a date! It was almost like yesterday when Stormgrowl and Nightwhisper had confessed their feelings to each other and became mates.. Of course, everyone had their own opinion about the pair becoming mates despite their age gap, but Nightwhisper could care less about anyone’s words.. True love came in different forms, and in the end.. Both of them were extremely happy with each other!
A bright smile escaped the small molly once spotting Stormgrowl, her amber eyes glowing in happiness. The older male was looking sexy as per usual, he always knew how to look very breathtaking to her. Rushing closer to the bigger male, a loud purr escaped Nightwhisper once the larger tom wrapped himself against her. The black tabby began rubbing her cheek against his broad chest, inhaling his scent. It was almost too good to be true, to be in love with someone who loved her just as equally.
“My sexy Stormgrowl.” Nightwhisper purred loudly in greetings towards him, leaning up to plant a gentle kiss against his lips. She wanted everything in the world with him, a life, family and lots of grandbabies with him! Looking at the piece of prey that was placed besides his paws, the young molly was staring at him with complete awe. “You didn’t have to.” Nightwhisper whispered softly before giving him a peak on the cheek. Sitting besides her mate, the small molly looked towards her mate before smiling brightly and leaned her head on his chest “Desertriver had suggested that we have a double date with herself and Snowbound.” The molly suggested, intertwining their tails together.
Nightwhisper was a social butterfly while Stormgrowl had been more reserved, and she never had a problem with that. If her mate didn’t want to socialize as much with a double date, she had no problem with that. The small molly would never change anything about Stormgrowl, he was perfect the way he was.. That's why she had fallen in love with him in the first place!