Crowfeather Has A Flower 3 by tribble of doom

Ghostfeather and Starshine

Ghostfeather was padding around the lush soft grass the quiet shrouding darkness covered his pitch black fur perfectly but his ice blue eyes were the only sign he was there at all he mewed silently hoping a silver furred gorgeous beautitful young she cat would answer his call this was his mate an she was a med cat but this love was foribbden love.

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