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Originally Posted by Lonestar23
(Aww poor Moon!! Nooooo he would never do thaaaat XD)
From a ways off, Couragepaw watched his friend. He had never wished more that he had mind reading abilities then at that moment. But the more he wished, the more he found himself failing. Why wasn't this working? Why did he feel so, so...helpless. That was the word for it, helpless. He couldn't believe she had actually turned him away like that. I blew it. I tried so hard to make her trust me and...and I guess I did it wrong. Couragepaw thought. A chilly breeze cut through his tan fur and he shivered visibly. Looking down at Moonpaw, he wasn't quite sure of what to do now. He shifted uncomfortably, as another icy breeze cut through his pelt. If he went down there now she would be angry at him. And he didn't want to stretch the rift that seemed to have grown between the two. The rift that he wanted so desperately to mend, only...only he didn't have the tools to. He didn't have the proper tools to mend this incredible rift that seemed to have appeared between him and her.
What have I done? He thought as he sighed, his tail twitching back and forth in discomfort. A determined expression came over his Amber hues and he suddenly found himself padding back towards her, although almost everything in him was yowling at him not to do this. Not to try and fix this, to wait unti he could get proper help, but the forces that were pulling him along rebelled against it.
"Moonpaw, I-" He began, and then cut himself off. Where did he start with something like this? What could he say about it? What was there to say; he had told her and she had rejected him. Of everything that he had expected, rejection had not been part of it. What do I ask her? Why are you acting so weird? Why did you reject me? What is this all about? Couragepaw thought, and before he realized what he was doing, he found all three questions spilling from his maw. "Why are you acting so weird, Moonpaw? Why did you reject me like that? And what is this all about?" He asked, his Amber hues darkening and his expression as close to dangerous as it had ever been around her.
He just couldn't understand what had fueled her reaction. Did she have another, secret crush? One she had been purposely keeping hidden from him? But why would she do that? The only explanation I can think of is that they're from another Clan...there's no Medicine Cat Apprentice here and I don't have any enemies- yet. Couragepaw thought grimly. He kept his amber hues fixed on Moonpaw, awaiting her explanation of...well, everything.
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Moonpaw had gotten to her paws as she noticed him coming towards her again. She wasn't very happy with him, though she couldn't tell if she was angry or not, she just felt... broken.
But... His reaction was not in the slightest what she had expected from him, though she wasn't sure what she had expected, or if she had expected anything. She took a step away from him. Was he angry? He seemed to be, sort of, but... What was he talking about? Rejecting him? She would never do that and how exactly was it
her rejecting
him? The ragdoll felt like she had been cuffed across the ears or smacked in the face by his words, he wasn't making any sense!
Taking a deep breath she began to speak, forcing her voice to remain steady and as calm as she could get it to be, though she still couldn't tell if the way it wanted to rise was from anger, fear or the threat of tears. She rarely cried, and now was not a good time, nor was it an excellent reason. She felt something for a tom who seemed to not share those feelings, why cry? It didn't make any sense and she wished that things would start making some
sense again.
"I... I don't know what you're talking about Couragepaw. You know why I'm acting so weird, you'd have to know to do something so
hurtful." She spat the final word out and then paused in order to make her voice return to its calmer manner. He would have to know though, right? Know that she had these confusing feelings for him. How else would he tease her like that?
"Didn't you
expect me to reject your... Your
joke, if it can even be called that?" She didn't know what he was talking about though, maybe this was just a continuation of what he had done earlier. She hated how angry the calm voice she used sounded, she never used a voice that calm when she was truly calm, and it sounded too tense. She remained looking at him, studying his amber eyes and for the first time felt actually frightened of him and the way he acted. Not frightened in the ways she had felt before, that he may laugh if she slipped or find out her secret. She was actually, truly scared of him and her own attempt at a calm voice scattered in her mind, leaving her looking at him, no longer speaking to him. She wanted the weirdness to end, to rewind her life and pause it, take a different route in life and end up somewhere so much less... Less,
this. Whatever
this is.