Dusk runs into the clearing, their ginger fur now sticking up in several places. Stormspot pads in behind them, much slower.

Dusk: Stormspot, this KittyCats258 and they want to know what you find attractive about Cloudwing.

Stormspot sat down and wrapped his tail around his paws and gave his chest fur a couple of licks.

Stormspot: This is an obvious answer but, honestly all of her. Her bright blue eyes, her smile, her fir that's always soft and neatly groomed. Even after a battle or rough patrol or training session, it still llos nice.
She's sweet but snarky. She's funny, caring, strong.
And she's the perfect mother to our kits.
She's perfect.

Dusk wipes away a tear from their muzzle. Couple goals, they think to themselves.

Stormspot: Thanks for the question. Now I need to head back quickly. Oakflame wants me on the evening patrol.

Stormspot turns and bounds away, leaving Dusk alon with their tears.