[Cosmo]

Originally Posted by Constellation

Thea blinked her eyes. They were still on the other kits in the nursery because she refused to even be tainted by this tom near her. He might as well had left. He already dampened her mood. She shifted her position, exposing a bit of her bloated belly before she bent her head down to give her shoulders a couple licks. Queens were known to be temperamental. That was alright. It was pregnancy hormones. Since it was her first time - actually carrying out a full pregnancy, she experienced a lot of discomfort. More sensitivity than before. She would had cried right then and there if her own adopted kits weren't there. She didn't want them to think something was wrong with her, or that Weaselshade made her cry. That he made her feel a type of way about herself. She didn't want her kits to become to defensive. They would have little siblings to play with after all once this pregnancy was over. And, she would be back to normal. Minus the many disoriented feelings this tom was giving her. She flicked her ears back at his words, ready to bare her teeth if he said anything out of line. But, she didn't say anything to the tom. She wrapped her tail around herself, thinking. Oddly, she thought he hated her already. He never outright told her he did, but the little actions he did towards her made it appeared that way. He gave off that type of vibe likeee rather be in someone else's company than herself. Thea knew she could be unbearable, but she didn't hate him. To an extreme. A slight dislike. Greatly dislike. Others didn't really like her in the clan, but a few of the queens appreciated her. Accepted her as one of their own since she was finally having kits herself. Albeit, she wished she chose a different father at this point. Sliding her venemous blue eyes towards the tom, she realized he never apologized to her. And, he still seen it as her fault. That she was being inconsiderate and unreasonable. Thea shook her head, dropping her gaze to the ground for a moment. It didn't matter anymore. She refused to care. "Well, what happens if the clan knew the father of my kits finally came into the nursery to check on me...even though I've been pregnant for a moon now?" He was playing that game. So, she was playing that game. The blame game. She knew the clan really didn't care who her connections were. She wasn't in the crowd. Nor was she ever around it. Some of the queens didn't even know he fathering her litter. She didn't bother to tell them. Her rights had been that a queen never had to discuss the father of they didn't want to. For all they knew, she could tell them that the father was dead. That sounded tempting at the moment since she was still bubbled with anger. Upon his next words, she simply blew a huff at him. What was he exactly getting at? Couldn't he tell so far that she just...couldn't care. He had did worse than what clan mate could ever do to her. And, she didn't know why she cared about that so much. Then, she found out he wasn't from Windclan. That had to make sense with his fluffy fur, and the fact most Windclan cats had sleek pelts. Sliding her eyes to flutter at him, "What, are we supposed to connect on a personal level because you don't know where you came from?" She tilted her head, giving him a curious gaze. Teasing was found in her voice, which she tried to hide well under anger.

That was going to far. He had tried. The tom felt his anger bubbling inside him, trying to get out through his tightly closed mouth in the form of words. Thea was so kind and sympathetic to kits, it almost made her seem like the sweetest she-cat in the world. His mistake. He shouldn't have believed that she was a kind cat. Especially not with the way she had acted towards him when they first met. She didn't care about him, or any warrior for that matter. Only kits. Apprentices, if they were her kits. And only warriors if they were her kits. Her annoying little angelic act was so annoying. Weaselshade was being driven insane. He just wanted a life where he didn't have to worry about jerks who acted like angels. Cats like Thea. "You are one of the sweetest cats I've ever met." he purred, getting up and circling her. What he was doing disgusted him. He was flirting with her and it was driving him to the brink. Sitting down just where he had been, he looked her in the eye. Suddenly the soft look in his eyes disappeared. Weaselshade's eyes narrowed, and a soft growl rumbled in his throat where the purr had been. "To kits. You don't care about anyone but kits! You're selfish enough to come and ask me for kits!" All his emotions came out in one swift motion. His eyes were blazing, and even though he was taller than Thea, he felt way taller. "Maybe I should call you kittypet scum seeing as you don't care for other cats!" The tom seriously considered leaving that instant, but he wanted to see how the molly reacted.