Moonspear forty winks

She stated that she enjoyed stories but admitted that she had never really tried to make any of her own. The dark yearling understood this well enough, or so he felt. When the question was returned to him, he glanced toward her with some surprise and gaped for a moment. 

Well I feel the same I think. I really wish I could come up with stories but... I don't know how to start or how to end. Sometimes I think about the middle parts that could be though, the shadow confided to her. It didn't really make much sense after he'd said it, but he looked to Meerkat with the hopes that she might understand what he'd meant. If that wasn't sign enough that he shouldn't have been crafting tales, he didn't know what was.