[Fel]

Russetstar was tired- deprived of sleep, sick of all the strain on his body- but he knew that he had to carry on. The Riverclan leader padded into the clearly rather early that day, with dreams of everyone he'd lost messing with his head. It was hard to sleep when your mates, kits, and sister kept calling- they were so close, but he never reached them- he simply woke up. Letting out a sigh, the tom knew he had to unwind, though it seemed as if all his friends were busy- Crowfoot had just lost his mate, Blackgaze was busy with deputy duties, Shalefur was probably screaming out in the territory somewhere, amd Whisperblaze... he had his own mate. She was in Thunderclan, and they'd had kits- he could punish him for the relationship, but he could never bring himself to do it. For the first time with Whisper, it was as if he was the one feeling left out instead of his friend- he missed the fireflies they'd catch together, the moments they'd shared. Sitting down towards the center of camp quietly, the tom let out a deep sigh, shaking his head as he sat by himself. He was lost deep in thought, thoughts that he wanted to be, trulty, a part of Whisperblaze's life. He wanted to be there for him when things got tough, to have his back. Congratulations. He thought to himself- about the fact that he'd been the one who didn't pay attention. He'd thought more about Shellfeather than his own best friend- he'd made a mistake. You've redefined your legacy- congratulations. He was a fool not to talk to him when he had the chance.

@Wolfybro