Icestorm - Warrior cats version of Lieutenant Adam "Ice" Porter. A black tom with white paws, a blue eye, and a brown eye. Adam "Ice" Porter belongs to Seal-Warden.

Nightstream - Warriors cats version of Corporal Lusia "Aurora" Marino. A black she-cat with a white underbelly, paws, muzzle, chest, and tail tip, with brown eyes.

Also warning, contains shipping, crossover shipping. And sorry this was short.

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      It was a cool night. The moon shining brightly along with stars that danced in the sky. A soft breeze swept through the camp of the clan. Nightstream, sleeping soundly in her moss bed in the warrior's den, faintly heard the paw steps of another cat approaching her. Her ear flicked as she felt a soft lick against her head. She sniffed the air and slowly opened her eyes. She knew the scent very well, and she saw a familiar tom leaning over her, looking down at her. It was her mate, Icestorm.

      "Icestorm?"

      Nightstream yawned and stretched as she got up to her paws. She greeted her mate, pressing her nose against his and purring. She heard him purr back and lick her ear affectionately.

      "Why are you awaking me this early? It's not even dawn yet. What is it?"

      "What? Can I not come to see my own mate?"

      He cooed and flicked his tail. He turned and started to head out of the entrance to the den, with Nightstream padding behind him.

      The two mates, after sneaking out of the camp, chased each other in the moonlight field. Icestorm often liked to take his mate out hunting, just two of them, or just walking around the territory, or heading out to the river. The two cats were frolicking through the field, all the way to the clearing, where the tall grass met the shore to the river. Nightstream crouched down behind her mate and snuck up on him, leaping at him, knocking him over onto his side.

      "Haha, got you this time, Icestorm."

      "Hah, you sure did. But I'll get you back for that."

      She got off him and stepped closer to the river. She looked back at her mate, who rolled over onto his stomach and got to his paws.

      "Well, the moon will be setting soon. Shall I teach you again how to fish? Or do you just want me to watch you keep failing at hunting fish?"

      She heard him purr as he walked up beside her. He started to lick behind her ear.

      "I was thinking we just lay by the river until sunrise. And then you can teach me how to fish."

      "Won't the others be looking for us? Remember last time, when—"

      "I know, I know, I was scolded by the leader because I made them think we were missing. I remember. I had quite the earful from her. Relax, we'll be back before they know we even left."

      "Really? After all, our leader wakes up at dawn."

      "Yes, yes I know. Now, do I have to throw water at your muzzle to get to you stop talking?"

      "Alright, alright."

      She purred and licked his ear. She leaped up onto an flat stone and laid down. She heard her mate jump up beside her, then felt him press his soft fur against hers and he curled up beside her. She let out a yawn before laying her head on his flank. She started to softly purr as she closed her eyes. She heard him purr in response as she felt him rest his head on her flank. She hoped this would never end as she fell asleep beside her mate.