[wren]

Originally Posted by Lonestar23

At first, Charmpelt had thought she was going to come back with some sarcastic remark, or maybe not believe him - maybe she would run away, maybe she would be angry. But the last thing he had been expecting were softer words. The way she said his name put a smile on his maw, and for right then, he couldn't even tell that she was nervous. "Yes, darling?" He answered partly teasingly, a purr rumbling in his throat. We can't be together. At first Charmpelt thought she might just be nervous, and he laughed the smallest bit, a smile showing on his maw. "It's alright, Shiverlight. I know there are complications and things might seem like that right now, but I promise, we can be-" The words died on his maw as she began speaking again. It only took five seconds, maybe less, for her to speak, but those words made Charmpelt feel like he had aged at least ten moons. His whole body hurt when he heard her.

I have a mate already. A mate? A mate. So... she had led him on, leading him to believe that she was in love, leading him to believe that she was willing to make this work, and then as soon as he confessed she turned around and said the opposite? His chest hurt. His head hurt. Everything was spinning around, and he shook his head as she started talking away. Telling him he needed to stay away. And she had the nerve to say that it was for his own good? Charmpelt knew how this was going to end. He was pretty sure he had seen this scene play out time and time again, and he didn't want a repeat of the ending for the two of them. "Right. I'm sure your Clan will be missing you... so maybe I should escort you back to your border and - and get you home. Your mate will be waiting."

The Chausie was on autopilot, his whole body numb and his heart aching with a fierce pain. He hated the feeling of it. It was like he was weaker then he had ever been in his life. And now he remembered why he didn't want any of this, because of this awful pain. It was attacking his body, hurting him, and Shiverlight was the root cause of it. She had done this. He should have known better - after Jema, he couldn't be happy. This was the second time that his heart had been broken.

Never again. Never, ever again. How could he have believed her? She had beaten him at his own manipulative game, given him the hope he liked to give others, and ripped it away just as he did. Maybe one of his former targets had put her up to this. "Do me a favor, will you?" He asked, his eyes narrowing with spite and anger, fangs nearly biting his tongue.

"Don't come to the RiverClan border ever again."

With those words, the tom turned his back on her. He would escort her to the border, but it would be as a guard - not a friend.

Shiverlights ears where ringing with alarm and she stood up whisking her tail. "It's not like that charmpelt!" she meowed in alarm trying to stop him from walking by simply taking a step in front of him. This may be painful for him but I simply cannot bare this, he thinks this is hard for him when he's been doing this to other cats his whole life? she swallowed a lump in her great and took a step closer to him so she came real close to his face. "You need to listen to me! I took my mate because I didn't want anyone to think I was in love with you!" she snapped. It had been a horrible lie she had told so many people, I'm in love with dogblood. Yup. Oh who was that Tom you were talking to at the gathering? You seem awful close. She shivered. Citrus blazed
Had asked her about charmpelt and it stung her to deny his claims. I would have loved to let everybody know he was mine... Or I was his... Or that I was in love. And it's slipping away.

As he kept walking shiver stayed right with him taking backward step after backwards step to stay in front. Even if the whole of Shadowclan saw her she didn't care, this mattered, stopping him mattered. Finally he got ahead of her, and kept walking like she was nothing. That hurt. She was short compared to him, she may have a lean body but her legs where so short, she was struggling to keep up and she often fell a few paces behind him. They were nearing the border. Than an idea popped into her head. She stepped back and flopped down to sit. Refusing to move. "charmpelt... I never loved dogblood... He was my cover charmpelt" she snapped now getting irritated, why won't he listen to me?!? "I told you already I love-" she paused for a long second.

Her eyes began to water and suddenly she felt like her whole world had stopped. Her eyes studied his and she could tell he wasn't joking. Bile rose in her throat and this time she didn't swallow, she didn't wanna speak. She couldn't speak even if she had wanted to. And what would she say. Finally shiverlight broke, tears streaming down her face and trailing through her dark grey fur and onto the forest floor below. She bit her lip and slowly stood. She didn't need an escort. Not from him. She raised her head high and stuck out her chin, she couldn't let him hurt her. Maybe she had struck the worst blow but he couldn't see that he had hit his mark. She padded past him and paused for a moment looking back at him over her shoulder.