Finally

She was just padding back into Blackfeather, blood on her paws and a fresh notch carved into her ear. Her eyes sparkled with mischief and darkness. Her pawsteps were silent as she entered her night shrouded home and she breathed deeply, welcoming the musky smell.

It had been her first mission since joining Blackfeather and the kill had filled her with energy and she had returned as soon as it was over, not even bothering to wash the life blood from her paws.

The mission had been to kill a loner, one that not many knew of, and she suspected it was just to test her skills. She had met him in the warming woods, gotten to him and made him trust her. Then one night after he had fallen asleep in the cave they had shared, she finished the job, slitting his throat and letting the scarlet blood trickle onto the soft sand they used as a bed in their time together.

When her mind flickered to the nights they had spent together, her thoughts pushed to Crescendo. No doubt he wouldn't like that one bit, but that was too bad. She wasn't going to pretend she hadn't enjoyed it just for his benefit. Being away from him had been like getting a fresh breath of air after being smothered by a thick layer fur. But now she was back, and she thought she would probably talk to him.