"Ashfur, you'll always be the best for me." Squirrelflight promised. " Are you... sure?" Ashfur's blue eyes looked troubled. Squirrelflight nodded. Across the camp, Brambleclaw was staring at Ashfur. "Er.. I'm going to go hunting, Squirrelflight. Ferncloud's expecting kits." "More kits?" Squirrelflight meowed. "Right." Ashfur mewed. "So, I'm going to get some prey for her." "Squirrelflight?" Brambleclaw beckoned Squirrelflight as Ashfur left the camp. "May I talk to you?" "Is Ashfur your mate?" Brambleclaw asked as the two went under the dirtplace tunnel. "Crowfeather..." Leafpool whispered.