Frostsun stared off into space, letting the soothing feeling of a tongue grooming his fur relax him.
Whitedawn was saying something, supposedly because she forgot he couldn't hear her, but he didn't mind.
A peculiar shaped cloud appeared in the sky, and he gently tapped Whitedawn on the shoulder, sweeping his tail towards the sky.
Whitedawn looked up, narrowing her eyes in a thoughtful expression for a moment. She smiled, looking back to him and twitching her whiskers in amusement.