Falconclaw wrapped his tail tightly around his paws, shaking slightly. He wasn't quite sure what to think. At this moment in time, nothing made much sense to him...though whether that was a good thing or bad thing, he didn't know. I don't understand. I don't understand why she doesn't respond, why she doesn't- why she can't just...tell me. Falconclaw thought, the tip of his tail twitching back and forth in frustration, in anger, in...confusion. Sadness. Worry both for his friend and for whatever was going on with her. Why wouldn't she tell him? Still, he could respect her decision. Whatever was going on, she didn't trust him, that was fine...just as long as she was safe. That was all that mattered. He wanted her to be with him, but she seemed to always avoid the subject whenever he brought it up, always smiling and polite until he mentioned 'love' and then she would turn into some sort of a shy, nervous cat, stammering and avoiding telling him anything...it was like everything in her just shut down. And Falconclaw hated it. He hated that she didn't trust him, he hated that she wouldn't- or maybe couldn't- understand how badly he wanted to be with her, and he hated that she was doing something that she wouldn't tell him. Just the fact that she wasn't going to tell him what was happening was enough to make him angry.
Why did she feel like she needed to hide from him? Whatever was going on, he wanted to help her. He wasn't going to hurt her, he wasn't going to...to make her uncomfortable in any way. Whoever it was she was seeing, he would help them. They were certainly a family member, and she didn't need to hide someone of her own kin from him. He would find out what was going on anyways.
He made a mental note to follow Spottedsong sometime soon, find out where she was going, who she was seeing...and why she wouldn't tell him. But in the meantime, I need to get back to meeting some new cats. It won't do for me to be a lonely hermit if she rejects me. Falconclaw thought with a slight chuckle. Despite his dark nature, he did have a sense of humor sometimes. He wished that Spottedsong knew that. Maybe she would like him better if he were able to lighten up around her, joke around some more...they should go hunting sometime. It was beautiful out in the territory, and hopefully she would agree to do it with him. Just as long as he...well...didn't get onto her too much. His investigation would have to wait. Falconclaw, though he didn't look like he would, loved romance. That was, when it was around certain cats. Spottedsong just happened to be one of those cats.
Falconclaw doubted there would ever be anyone else. Then again...maybe there would be.
(So, he's gonna get rejected by the love of his life *poor baby* so maybe they could meet now, and be close friends for a while until after he gets rejected and then they could sorta start having a half-relationship...idk what do you think)