Ebonybranch walked out of the warriors den, feeling eyes lie on him as he walked past everyone. He could hear some cats whisper under their breathes things about him. Ebonybranch looked over at Amberfire, sitting down a few tail lengths away from her. He was too frightened to start a conversation with her in case she called him out in front of everyone. 'Other cats will always look at you funny. It's going to be this way forever I guess,' thought the tom.

Ebonybranch heard her call his name, his fur fluffing up a bit in not knowing what she was going to say, but he still turned around. "Er. Hello. Uh sure. I could use something for my hungry stomoache." meowed the tom. Ebonybranch scurried to his feet, making his way over to the fresh kill pile. He only picked up one of the mice, since he wasn't all that hungry. Ebonybranch took his prey as he walked back over to Amberfire. "So what makes you want to talk to me?" asked the tom.

Ebonybranch felt a little tense when she had said that. 'She just has pity for you. You can't change who your mother is,' thought the tom, hearing pity in Amberfire's voice 'If you be nice to her she'll still talk to you.' The tom pushed the tension away, forcing out a smile. He took a quick bite of his mouse before looking at the molly once again. "So how has your day been?" asked Ebonybranch, trying to start a conversation.

[ @Bella~ ]

Lightpaw slipped out of the apprentice den, relishing the feeling of the cold air through his nostrils and the warm sun on his back as he stretched. Lightpaw had asked his family members time and time again what the air looked like and what the sun looked like. They would tell him that the air looked like nothing and the sun was a large yellow circle in the blue sky. Lightpaw would then reply that he didn't know what nothing, yellow, blue, and circle looked like. At the moment when he felt the sun on his back and the excess Leaf-Bare chill through his nose, he found himself wondering yet again what those objects looked like, though he knew he'd never know. He sighed and quickly hurried to a dark corner of the camp, afraid of being spotted by... Well, pretty much all cats. He was always worried they'd hurt him in some way, even if they had told him before that they weren't a bully. Lightpaw never took any chances.

Originally Posted by Bella~ (Post 484037) The rather serious and even harsh demeanored tom was sitting up right watching his son exit the Apprentice den. A small smile came to his face and he pushed hinself up to his tired paws. He quietly slunk over to his blind son, low to the ground. His tail swished behind him, he passed by his son and tickled his baby's nose with the tip of his short haired tail. He notmally was not this playful, but his son looked a little sad today. He sat on his hunches and down at his child "Hello Lightpaw" he said having regained his serious attitude "What's wrong son? You look a bit down..."