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Originally Posted by pupy
Honeycomb stood up, struggling for a moment before fixing her with a level gaze. They would not cry out; they would be… neutral. Or at least, they'd try to be. Their sincerity seemed not to be effective; the small feline had spent enough time around Wolfdancer to know that their words and actions had a serious effect. She hadn’t recovered, and it was understandable. With all she’d gone through after their last actual interaction, it would be a surprise if she had. Honey had some difficulties with empathy at times, but they weren’t stupid-- she’d taken a hit from this, but it would be puerile and simply untoward to suggest that they’d gone unscathed. Sure, it was stupid of them to take and then act like they could just give her what she wanted, but Wolfdancer seemed to be seeing things solely from her own perspective. (It was for good reason, but they didn’t know that.)
She took a few paces. Honey struggled to get the word out, but did, vehemently attempting to stop her. “Don’t.”, they mewed. And then, softer-- “Please don’t do this.” With their voice half-breaking, it was hard not to see exactly how their behaviour was infuriating; they hated it, the way they tried to seem like they were the one actually being harmed, but they couldn’t stop. It was their fault, they knew now. Their fault she hated herself, her fault she wasn’t eating, that she could barely walk. They did this to her. The enby didn’t know how to apologise, but at least acting like they cared would do something, though they did not know what.
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She stopped mid walk, paw still lifted as she was about to take another step. She didnt know what to do and she was stuck. She cocked her head back looking at them-not giving the decency to turn her whole body to face them. Wolfdancer was usually kind, empathetic, and could understand other cats point of views before her own. But right now she was only angry, eyes in slits as she turned to Honeycomb with a curled lip,"Please dont do what, Honeycomb?" she snarled, "Please dont train, please dont eat, please dont sleep, please dont train in the darkforest?" she didnt care if Honeycomb knew or not. She didnt care,"Because Im already doing those things. You hurt me and expect that we can cuddle like we used to like-" her voice cracked,"like I wasn't hurt. As if nothing happened, flinching at my words like I hurt you." Despite being angry Wolfdancer couldn't help but let tears fall. She wanted to go back. She wanted to turn around and return to Honeycomb and coil around her again and bask in her presence, to lick her fur and smell the intoxicating smell of honey, to have her pressed close into her side as if the world had stopped for a moment, and it was just them. No Minnowgaze, to expectations to fulfill, no nothing. "Its selfish." she flicked her tail across the ground harshly- hard enough a few specks of dirt came flying behind her. She took a step closer, golden eyes dark compared to had they once been. "Every time I close my eyes Im in pain. And because of you every time I have them open I feel the same." her voice was cool and spiked with aggression at the end. No matter how pissed she was at Honeycomb though, she would never lay a paw on her. It seemed that Honeycomb didnt get what she had done wrong, or Wolfdancers point of view, so the molly decided she would just say it bluntly with a few words. "Its because of you I hate myself." when the whole situation happened Wolfdancer had never expected this. She never expected to get returned feelings of Honeycombs affections it was just the way...they denied her. Because she was a shecat. Ever since then she had only felt discomfort living in her own body-tarnishing it by not eating, grooming often, and the scars and wounds laced throughout her skin like stripes. She backed away and turned around,tail lashing. "Im going to sleep in the territory from now on."