Silverlight Terrace if you were on fire, i'd roast marshmallows

The wind was gentle that night and kept the girl from realizing she had company until the soft patter of paws caught her attention. Glossy admiral eyes peered up at the familiar male through the thin blades of grass and she slowly raised her head to meet him on equal ground. "Oh" she let out, glancing behind him to catch a dark figure moving towards them, "it's you again." Their last meeting was still clear in her head and even she wouldn't forget it so soon.

Not moments after the last word left her mouth, a second male worked his way atop the mound and Rose watched with curious eyes as he greeted the grayscale male with familiarity. "A friend of yours?" she guessed, and turned to offer the earthly toned stranger a swish of her tail.