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It was a bitterly cold day, and the wind nipped at the skin of cats out in the open, it was hard to keep warm, and prey was little to none, so hunting was long, hard and grueling, so there was a lot of cats getting sick, aswell . A long, lean black and white shape was trudging through the leaves, a thick squirrel in his jaws, the tom was shivering and he was freezing his tail off , his eyes were closed tight and his ears were pinned back to protect his face from the wind, he was on his way back to camp. It had been six moons since Lambpaw, now Lambglow, had broken his heart, during her warrior ceremony, he had sat by himself in the very back of the crowd, watching her look so proud and happy, where all he could do was feel somber that he couldn't be with her , every day it felt like his heart was broken all over again. He cried every night, he wanted to be with her so much; he still adored and loved her, he didn't have a heart for anyone else, he just felt like he would be betraying himself in a way. He shook his head sadly and pushed on through the cold winds, when suddenly he bumped into a small forme, he cried out, causing the squirrel to fall from his jaws, he leaped back. "Ah! I'm sorry! Uh... um, excuse me..." he opened his eyes and picked up the squirrel, was about to move around the other cat when he saw how familiar she was. He dropped the squirrel and backed up again slightly. "L... Lambglow?!?!" he suddenly felt very reserved and frightened, as if she would yell at him again, he gazed down at his paws.

@Tavvia