The Meeting Of BlackTail

SilverMoon decided to rest so she his under and oak tree near a kittypet home that looked and awful lot like her old one. Whats a classy dame like you doing out here. A loud purr came to her ears. There on the windowsil sat a white chested and black backed cat.

Classy dame? She purred questioningly.
Yes, its what we kittypets call pretty girls. He purred jumping from the windowsil.
Well you sure dont waste time getting to the point of how pretty a girl is. She purred back.
Whats your name? He purred.
SilverMoon, whats yours? She purred back loudly.
Im BlackTail. The bravest kittypet around here. I will fight with dogs nine times bigger than me and ill win! He purred.
Thats something i couldnt do. She purred back.
A twoleg called BlackTail's name. Terribly sorry, must be going. See you later love. He purred, rubbed his side against hers and darted towards the door and ran in.
SilverMoon knew in that instant that she was in love. She darted back to camp realizing they would wonder where she was.