[Spartan-117]

Originally Posted by RiztheHuntress

"I d-d-don't think that's a g-good idea," she said sadly, orange tail wrapping around her paws. "Anyone who g-gets close to me gets h-hurt." She strained to keep the flashbacks at bay, wincing as they began to flash through her mind and then subsided.

Charpaw nods slowly. The smaller cat, the color of coal nods. It's not like he'll ever meet a cat who'd want to be her friend. Not like they'll ever find a true love.
"Well, I guess that's fine. Can we at least be acquaintances?" He asks Emberpaw.