(I luv this rp XD)
"I-I'm fine!" She huffed, wiping the tears from her cheeks with a paw. "You saw me during the evacuation, I couldn't stand on my own paws! I always seem to need someone's help..." All the hostility melted away from her. Thank Starclan... I'm back in control... "I couldn't save Russetbrook." Her mew became weak and tired, after the flood of emotion it left her drowsy, dizzy, sick to her stomach. Ashenkit saw a whole new side to her, a side she wanted to remain hidden but it was too late. She wanted to go back to the shadows and hide forever. Her ambitions to become a warrior like her sister faded like they had never been there in the first place. Honeykit pushed herself close to his side, their fur melding ginger and grey. "Please forgive me, I didn't mean to snap at you... I just want to be stronger." Right now I'm just an over-emotional clumsy kit... Will I ever become a warrior? "Why do you feel obligated to help me? After I pushed you away like that...?" She asked meeting his gaze with round blue eyes.