Again, for Comandercat

   Pinestripe walked through the dark TreeClan forest; it was almost moonhigh. She had just made it to the camp and, with a look into the night sky, she walked into camp.
    "I see you're back," Spruceheart whispered as she walked in.
    "And I see you've finally taken a shift guarding the camp," Pinestripe replied tiredly. She started to walk to the warrior's den, but Spruceheart called after her.
    "Woodspots asked me to tell you to wake him up when you got here." The solid brown she-cat told her, "He probably wants to hang out with his mate rather than his sister!"
    "I bet he'll talk to you later," Pinestripe yawned, kinda annoyed that she had to stay awake longer. She would need as much rest as she could get for the journey up ahead of her. She walked into the den, glancing at her nest before nuzzling Woodspots.
    He groaned, getting up and stretching. After he saw Pinestripe, his yellow eyes lit up happily. "Come on, I have to show you something!"
    "Okay," she replied, curious as to what he could be so happy about.
    Woodspots lead Pinestripe out of camp, his steps slow with his recent wake, but filled with excitement.
    Eventually, they hit the border that no clan occupied. It was something she hadn't really looked at much, but the trees seemed less dense. "Are you sure we should go past the border?" Pinestripe asked.
    "Come on, it'll be great!" Woodspots exclaimed, "it's not very far, so don't worry!" He continued to walk past the border, heading forward. Wary yet curious, Pinestripe followed.
    Eventually he stopped in front of a clearing, which slopes upward and then ran flat. It was a prairie where the moon and stars glowed brighter than ever on a shallow lake. There was even a few trees on the slope-y transition, a few of which being pine.
    "Wow," Pinestripe whispered, her breath taken away.
    "Isn't it beautiful?" Woodspots mewed, "I thought that we could hang out here and look up at Silverpelt and watch the sunrise later. You want to?"
    "Yeah," Pinestripe yawned, "But I'm... tired. Can I go to sleep?"
    "Sure," The white-splotched tom chuckles, "I'll wake you up when we should head back to camp."
    Pinestripe didn't even have to say okay. She felt Woodspots's warm pelt against hers, and fell asleep to his happy purrs.

***

    Brightpaw lay in their nest, curled up. They had woken to a stirring in the den. The diluted calico sat up, looking to see what was there, but to no prevail. They stood up and quietly left the den, looking around, almost immediately seeing what was disturbing her.
    I knew you would come, my beautiful she-apprentice," Leafstar mewed, sounding like she had something mischievous in mind.
    "I'm not a female and you know that," Brightpaw growled, not wanting to get too heated.
    "Whatever," Leafstar growled, her colorful fur shining in the light, "But I have a mission for you."