So complicated [Fox Trot & Nightflare]

*Nightflare*
<sup>What good am I to this world?

A small black-and-white tabby tom traveled through the drying forest as the rain had stopped for a couple of days now, every since the battle. This means he hadn’t seen the pretty she-cat that he had fought by and found her a safer home in an abandon fox den. He lifted his small black head in the air taking a deep breath of fresh air as he left the old twoleg place behind him which means he wasn’t on Thunderclan territory anymore.

With shining eyes Nightflare leaped over a bush that hid the den that the loner was now living. Taking silent steps toward the small hole he lowered himself closer to the den and silently called the she-cat name,
“Fox Trot?”</sup>

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Fox Trot
^{How do you heal a broken heart?}

Fox Trot lifted her head up. She had just finished off a mouse. The pretty she-cat had made herself a nice nest. "Nightflare!" she mewed and bounded up to him. She gently nuzzled him. "How are you? Is everything good in Thunderclan." She mewed softly and gently licked his nose.

*Nightflare*
<sup>What good am I to this world?

Nightflare smiled as the she-cat bounded out of the den to him and licked his nose with her soft tongue. The tabby tom shrugged,
“I’m fine and Thunderclan is getting stronger by the minute.” He purred licking the top on her head, he blinked warmly at the she-cat and dipped his head.
“So umm… How has it been going? Is this nest good enough? Are you cozy at night? Has anything threatened you?” He asked looking the she-cat from head to toe.</sup>

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Fox Trot
^{How do you heal a broken heart?}

Fox Trot nosed him gently. "I'm quite cozy here. In fact I've never been better. Nothing's been bugging me. Well there was a nosey weasel the other day, but I bit him on the nose and sent him packing." She grinned. "I've been missing you while you're away of course. But you come and visit often. I see patrols from time to time, but I haven't set foot inside your border, I've been catching lots of prey. There's lots of fat mice around here."
She swiped her tongue over her lips.
"How are things in the clan?"

*Nightflare*
<sup>What good am I to this world?

Nightflare stared at the she-cat warmly as she told him what she had been doing and wasn’t doing, but the weasel part got him a little jumpy other than that she seems to enjoy it here. He dipped his head as he licked the top of her head,
“I miss you, and if another weasel comes and won’t stop bothering you than just come and tell me and I’ll set it straight to not bother a beautiful she-cat like you.” He purred gently wrapping his black-and-white tail around her tail,” And I guess things are pretty good in the clan, patrols are going back to normal, my clanmates are getting healed and the hunting is great.” He smiled, looking out by the Thunderclan border.</sup>

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