Talk:The Clearing/@comment-5342796-20121222013030

Lilypaw scampered in, her nose still sore from where she'd walked into a tree. She couldn't help it. She'd been thinking about Thunderpaw, and- she stopped short when she saw the tom, and turned away, not able to hide the blush that crept into her cheeks. It was silly, she knew, but somehow it was out of her control.