Bramblepoint Rose petals

had he misspoken? germanicus thought back along the trail of their words together, but the joyous cant of crowfeather's hips drew his attention sharply inward. "i had considered allowing you the honor this time."

he became very aware of the texture beneath his paws. the touch of the wind upon his face grew unbearable.

"but only if you want to do this. it is not an order."