[ I shouldn't be dying over this but I am xD ]

She suddenly heard the sound of a cat nearby when the winterclan warrior suddenly appeared with a snow hare in tow. She was surprised that he was still around and also at her own happiness by seeing him appear. "Out hunting so early? That is quite the catch." Her tone was light. Obviously he had caught it in Summerclan territory but it wasn't like he had run off to eat it by himself so she decided to overlook it this time. She stepped forward and nudged the rabbit towards him a bit, offering him the first bite. It may have been a Summerclan rabbit, but it was his catch.

Ravenstone followed his lead and took a bite as well, grateful for the warm prey. Her stomach had been growling since last night and it was nice to have fresh kill. "I'll escort you to the border so you don't have any problems on your way." She offered, not wanting him to run into any trouble. Summerclan cats were naturally warm and friendly but finding a winterclan warrior on their hunting grounds in leaf bare of all seasons was only a recipe for disaster.

"May Winterclan hunt in peace for your help." She purred, dipping her head. It was moments like these that her words conveyed her wisdom and how much her deputyship had forced her to age. Of course, her and Frostcloud had no intention of attacking any other clans especially not in their state at the moment, but it was always comforting for her to reassure the others. Ravenstone had vowed at the death of her own kits she would try to one day lead Summerclan through a peaceful time if she was ever named leader, although the she-cat hoped that day would be far off.

She glanced at him again and realized she would be disappointed to never see the white warrior again either. "I like to hunt near the border sometimes, there is a good warren of rabbits. Perhaps our paths will cross."

She watched him go with thoughtful grey eyes. It was probably a bad idea to imply that he should find her near the border. She wasn't just a typical clan warrior either, but a deputy and the expectations of her were much higher than the others. Yet as she thought that, she was almost hypnotized by the way he talked and how soft and nice his grey fur was. She truly hoped to see him again and washed the strong and lingering winterclan scent of off her before returning to her clan, a few pieces of fresh-kill she had discovered in tow on her way.

-- I'm assuming your next post will be a time skip and she can return as either leader or still deputy c; --

The past moon had been a crazy whirlwind of trying to get summerclan in order and get everyone through a leafbare after every challenge her clan faced. As time stretched on and she only encountered more obstacles and hardship her heart ached and her thoughts drifted. Now was most certainly not the time to be thinking about the rough grey tom from that night. He was a winterclan warrior and she was the newest leader of Summerclan, she had so much to prove and so much she needed to do but he was always dancing in her thoughts when she least expected.

Ravenstar had wandered over to the winterclan border on several occasions, hoping to at least catch a glimpse, but was never successful. She hoped today would be different, but her heart sank as she approached the cold winter border and it was still except for a gentle, cold breeze that caused her to shiver and puff out her sleek black fur. Her grey eyes held longing in them and a desire to talk with someone.

She blinked as she heard her warrior name, surprised to addressed as such, and her heart soared when she recognized the grey furred warrior. "Fogeye, how have you been?" She greeted him happily, doing everything in her power to hold back a purr. She couldn't seem too eager to see the tom or it might be suspicious. "It's been quite some time since we last saw each other."

She chuckled as he back tracked but nodded, pleased to hear he had been well. "I've been... busy." She admitted. With receiving her nine lives and trying to pull her clan through leaf bare intact, and recently activity outside of summerclan, she was certainly feeling pressure as a new leader. "I suppose I should tell you, I am Ravenstar now. Frostcloud is no longer the leader of Summerclan." She hadn't told him she was summerclan's deputy when they first met and he was not at the last gathering.

She nodded and flicked her tail as she sat down. "But, I am the same cat I was before, mind you." She told him with a small smile. Despite having new lives and her old life stripped away, she felt stronger but would ultimately always be who she was before.

"I just thought it would be better for you to know sooner rather than later." Ravenstone couldn't deny how often she thought of the grey warrior and knew it was not going to stop. Her heart reached out to him and it was almost too late to pull back now. Did he ever think about her? She couldn't help but wonder. It was hard to think of ways to spend time with him. He wasn't a member of her clan so she very well could not ask him to hunt with her, so walking and talking was about the best she could do.

What was she thinking? She must be crazy.

"I appreciate it. I wasn't sure if it would fit me as well as my predecessors." She purred. Should she say it? Should she ask? It was a difficult decision. She was both nervous and comfortable around him but this was the first time they had talked since their first meeting.

Finally, she made up her mind. It was not disloyal to Summerclan to enjoy her time with him because she would give all nine lives for her clan right then and there if need be. Her clan was her family and she was almost loyal to a fault.

"If you're not busy, do you care to walk with me? I would enjoy having your company." Her heart raced in her ears as a hiccups escaped her. Her grey eyes stretched impossibly wide and she clenched her jaws to avoid any more. She was not going back to that old habit. What kind of leader hiccuped when they became ridiculously nervous.