He nodded, then looked around making sure he couldn't scent or hear any cat.“You know what? I trust you. I think I can say it, but we can’t be overheard.”
“Rest now.” Floodpaw kept her voice as gentle as if she were talking to a kit.
“Me too,” he admitted.
His eyes fluttered back close, and soon he was in a fitful sleep.
She gently groomed his ears. "What things were you thinking?"
Redfrond stopped. "Is it just me or is something going on with Snowpaw?" he blurted