Fishface love (For me and Cat only please)

The sun was crawling down the horizon as Ashfur came into camp with his mouth full of prey. He had caught three fish and a mouse. The tom proudly put them on the small fresh-kill pile which had just been started. He looked around. The camp seemed so...empty. Ashfur padded over to the edge of camp and sat down, closing his eyes and drinking in the scents of everything around him. He loved to do this, it helped clear his mind and relax him. The scent of a cat came to him...Mistheart. The tom slowly opened his eyes, a charming smile on his face. "Hello, Mistheart," The tom purred.

"Hey, Ashfur." She mewed. "Wanna share a fish?" She asked kindly.

Ashfur nodded. "I would love to share a fish," he replied as he stood up and grabbed one from the pile. Ashfur brought it back over and sat down, taking a bite and then nudging it closer to her.

"Cool. Thanks." She mewed and took a bite. "So. How was your day?" She asked after swallowing her first bite.

Ashfur shrugged. "It was nice, actually. I managed to catch some prey when I was hunting. I took a nice walk and just relaxed. How was your's?" He asked before taking a bite.