Talk:The Mistletoe/@comment-7060975-20150117170236/@comment-5137480-20150117171220

Emberpaw watched from a distance, the snow covering his dark gray pelt. If he hadn't been sitting there for so long, he'd have looked like a small rock. She looks so beautiful today... As he thought it, he bolted upright, thinking he'd said it out loud.

"She? I said tree. The tree looks so beautiful today." He muttered. Right then, he realized he'd been lurking in the shadows for far too long. Emberpaw shivered, and shook the snow off his pelt. He took a deep breath, and walked over.