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Cinderheart practically collapses on top of Hollyleaf when they reach the top of the hill.
“You’ve killed me,” Cinderheart groans dramatically, paw over head in faux-distress. “You and your long legs have killed me! Tell Poppyfrost I’ll miss her”
Hollyleaf snickers. “It’s not my fault you don’t know how to run.”
“I’m half the size of you!” Cinderheart sputters indignantly. “You have longer legs!”
“Then grow taller,” Hollyleaf gently pushes Cinderheart off of her, so that they were both lying on their backs, pelts brushing. Cinderheart’s tail intertwines with Hollyleaf’s.
Cinderheart mutters something underneath her breath, before she perkd up and points up to the sky. “Look, it’s Windstar!” Her breath is warm against Hollyleaf’s ear.
“Yeah..” She murmurs, looking up to a group of stars, arranged abstractly into the shape of a running cat.
“I haven’t seen the sky look so clear in such a long time.” Cinderheart says thoughtfully. “It’s beautiful.”
“Not more beautiful than you, though.” Hollyleaf says before she can think twice. She retreats into her fluffed up fur and stays still, not even daring to breathe.
Cinderheart looks just as stunned as she is, before she throws her head back and laughs.
“Oh my stars, Holly” Cinderheart says, choked by purrs. She pushes herself on top of Hollyleaf and boops her nose against hers “I always knew you were a sap.”
“I am not!” She says, cuffing Cinderheart’s ear softly before wrapping her paws around her.
Cinderheart’s purrs deepen. “I’m sure.”
Hollyleaf tightens her grip on her.
(They don’t go back to camp until dawn.)