Rain patters lightly on the roof above me. Heedless that my back is being pelted with water from the open exit behind me, I keep my eyes trained on Deersoul. She stretches and climbs out of her nest. Her gaze catches mine. She saw it. What is she going to do with it? As she walks towards me, her sweet scent nearly makes me delirious. How is possible for a she-cat to have so much power over me? "Thanks Coaldust," she whispers. "But it's all right. You don't have to." "Sure," she says hesitantly, and allows me to lead her out of camp. Shock flows through me. "You want to." I sigh. "Deersoul please-"