[centre][h1][b][u][color=6ecff6]Frostbite[/color][/u][/b][/h1][/centre]

It took a while for him to realise the she-cat standing in front of him. Angelfeather...He snapped back into reality when he heard it.

[color=00aeef]I know a great spot, too!"[/color] She had said, and it confused him at first. A great spot for what? Sitting? Talking? Killing other Cats? Starting a new clan? It could've meant anything, therefore, he just had to ask it...

[color=6ecff6]"A...spot f-for what?"[/color] He had stuttered. Again, his lack of social skills proved to embarrass him in-front of the she-cat.

[color=00aeef]"For hunting, duuuh..."[/color] Anglefeather had repeated. Frostbite thought for a short while. Hunting...he loved hunting. He was recognised for being a skilled hunter. Also he had one new technique he was dying to try out on a Vole. Shrugging his sides off, he smiled the most awkward of smiles.

[color=6ecff6]"S-sure...l-lead the way!"[/color]

(I was rushed...sorry ;3;)