[Ludicrous Lunacy]

Originally Posted by Nettleclaw

Fleetear lies curled up at an edge of the clearing, his once clear sense of his direction in life clouded and distorted beyond recognition. Feeling like he's completely lost control of things, he lies defeated, taking whatever life throws at him next. I'm not giving up, but what do I do? Nothing's like before, and the kits... He pushes out a sigh, licking his whiskers as he finally takes notice of his hunger.

A smallish kit slipped out of the nursery, his dark chocolate ears flicking around until he spotted him. Fleetear. Trotting over to the older tom, Fallenkit frowned; the warrior seemed too upset, his features appearing too careless, and the young tom know what he was going to would deal an emotional blow. And anyway, the cat had acted as his father. So much so that the kit's siblings had not realized what he did, had not read between the lines.. Fallen knew it would hurt them both when he asked the question, and quite honestly, he was scared of the answer. Nudging the tom with his muzzle, he looked up at Fleetear.