Cloud 9

Rain nods her head to Nishu in agreement saying, "A hunt sounds good to me." She paws at the grey male before her with a smile. "We can finish our spar after?" As much as she would love to finish their spar now, especially after the long wait of having one, food sounds really good to her. "Would you like to lead or shall I? She asks him. Rain doesn't mind who leads the hunt as long as they catch something. She hopes something larger than the rabbit she usually goes after. She would enjoy feasting on a deer.

Her breath is coming in heavy from their short fight, but it catches for a moment as she continues to look at Nishu. She admires the strength beneath his coat, the ripple of muscle. She has the urge to nuzzle him and hesitates, not knowing if it was something she should do. She clears her throat a little and looks up at the moon, watching Nishu from the corner of her eye. What is wrong with her? An ear flicks. Was there something wrong with the small feeling that is starting to show for him? She shakes her head, smiling softly to herself. How foolish. He wouldn't feel the same.