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Originally Posted by tokyo_driftin

♢ Snowleap ♢

Seeing the she-cat trot away, shaking sand from her fur, he couldn’t help but chuckle a little. As much as the dark-furred tomcat adored the beach, he hated sand too, especially with his long coat that had to be groomed constantly. “At least you caught the mouse,” He commented after she began to head back over to him, though he didn’t expect her to hear him. He smiled wide at Raccoonear when she didn’t deny his compliment. “You truly are a great hunter, my friend!” A gentle purr rumbled in his throat, trying to show genuine appreciation towards his clanmate. He thought back to the night they met and the pain they had shared at the stump she had shown him. She truly was a skilled, respectable warrior and Snowleap was honored to have met her when he did. He hoped that they would share many more days like this. It was a simple hope that he held onto, especially since it wasn’t often that he got along with another cat so well. Honestly, Snowleap was surprised she wanted to be around him so much, considering his first impression.

His ears twitched in curiosity as Raccoonear wandered off, having smelled something else. However, instead of leaving her be, Snowleap followed the she-cat, intrigued on what she had discovered. The dark-furred tomcat crouched down beside her once she had stopped. Following Raccoonear’s gaze, the tall warrior’s icy blue eyes rested upon a small red bug with black spots. “Woah..” Snowleap whispered under his breath, blinking at the tiny delicate ladybug, “I’m surprised this little fella is out here during leafbare..” He glanced at the molly beside him, seeing her so transfixed upon the bug. It was interesting, seeing Raccoonear so interested in something so simple, but it made Snowleap smile again. The Riverclan tomcat liked seeing her happy.

Standing back up when she did, Snowleap blinked at her with his head slightly tilted. “Oh?” Snowleap meowed, curious to what she thought, “What did you-” The tall warrior’s words were cut off as his eyes noticed the small bug leaving the grass and flying through the air. He suppressed the urge to swipe a paw at it and simply stood there, frozen, as the ladybug landed on his muzzle, right between his nose and eyes. Snowleap said nothing, scared of starling it and simply glanced between the bug and Raccoonear. The bug moved across his nose a little, making his muzzle itch, but it mostly stayed still.

She noticed Snowleap’s confusion at her quick brushing off of the Ladybug, and began to feel awkward. She tried to brush it off, and tried to not seem childish, to be obsessed with ladybugs. Her eyes followed it with fascination as it flew off, landing on Snowleap’s muzzle.

She let loose a small giggle, trotting over. “What do you think it is?” She smiled, her gaze set on the red bug. Although she had no idea what it was, she was simply in love with this odd bug. The color, the spots, the way it flew about so quickly.

She watched it inch across his muzzle, beaming with interest. ”Oops,” She mewed, due to her stumbling back as the bug flew off to Starclan knows where. Getting back on her feet, she remarked. “Interesting bug…I think that bug was rather beautiful.”