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Originally Posted by Shoes
The words felt like claws to them, they didn't want to be told they'd never truly be what they felt, they already knew that when a cat looked at them they saw a tom, they already knew cats think they're silly or going through a phase and that they called them 'he' all the time. Their paws were shaking slightly, they wanted to blame the cold wind but they knew it was because they didn't feel strong enough to yell back like they wanted to. "I know! I'm not the only one and I can't change and everything but I trusted you to be someone to help me." They were quiet, almost mumbling. Everything made their body feel heavy, they wanted to sink down on the ground so they did, plopping down slowly, sitting with their head lowered. "I've gotta try, otherwise it's like I've failed myself. I may not want this life but I can try to make it enjoyable, everyone has to do that. What's the point if you're not happy?"
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Rainpelt approached the younger cat, and stared down at him with an unflinching gaze. She leaned forward, her next words were a whisper. "I can't help. No one can help either of us..." It was the closest Rainpelt could get herself to an admission, that she was the same. That she was unhappy with her gender. That she had come to accept that she'd never be happy. "It's not about being happy. It's about being a good warrior. There's nothing else."