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Was she doing something wrong? She wasn't entirely sure and Doetuft twitched her ears once again this time more or less with exhaustion. Despite it all, despite not being too tired at the start of it all, all these emotions had been tearing her consciousness and tiring her out. Exhaustion it seemed, were common in both of them. However, not hearing any sound of the bird getting eaten she was almost tempted to let out a small huff of annoyance. He was meant to eat it... but was he too tired to do that too? It shouldn't bother her that he was tired... because she knew that. She even understood it quite well... but what was the reason he didn't eat the dove? Was it... an offering to keep her happy? Had he felt her irritation? It hit her and she hoped he hadn't... but if he did; she'd quite literally just refused it. Sighing, feeling a small bit of guilt wash over her she shifted in the nest once again so that she could reach for the remainder of the bird. Not fully hungry, her emotions still out of wack for the time being an affecting her mood she did force herself to eat the remainder of the thing and pointing her ears towards Snowflake...Talonstone. Whatever he wanted to be called and let out a small whisper she wasn't sure he would hear,
"Thank...you." It had to mean something didn't it? That he wanted her to have that other half too. Or was it because he wasn't hungry? She wasn't sure and if she begun over thinking it it would only turn out sour once again and that was something she held no interest in. Sighing she debated on what she should do but Snowflake saved her from that her and her mood returned to its usually... grumpier? cheerier? attitude at the comment about it being loud. Unable to resist a snicker she shifted herself once again so she was back to lying on her stomach in her nest. their nest? her nest? Not bothering with that dilemma she folded her legs up underneath her unable to resist teasing, "Loud... for you? Have your... ears gotten more... sensitive?" In truth that could be a possibility. Not that she knew why or how but like... it was a chance right? Sighing, not knowing exactly what to do, she made herself comfortable in the nest. That was all. She was just going to sleep... and hopefully without nightmares? Doetuft wasn't that lucky and as she laid there, unable to make herself comfortable as the thoughts once again raced through her mind. What was she supposed to do? Acknowledge these feelings? Feel them? She didn't know and it frustrated her. Twitching her ears once again she tried to just... stare out into the nothingness that was the sight she had. Well it had a small tinge of greyish light as it always did but nothing... nothing like sight or what she knew of sight. Letting out a breath, she closed her eyes and unconsciously shifted so she was now lying with her back pressed up against Talonstone's and her head had moved to once again rest on his shoulder.
[the next day, past nap time]
Waking up slowly, Doetuft wasn't prepared to bump her head into something. And most certainly not expecting that something was not... a thing but rather someone's head. Not just any someone either... Fros,- Talonstone's head. She wanted to pull away but rather than that she just... rested her head back on his paws taking in deep breaths. No need to move. It would only disturb Talonstone further than she'd already done by accidentally bumping her head into his chin. So keeping her eyes closed she just rested there for now as she waited to wake up more. And that was when the emotions started to flow back in and she was almost tempted to pull back out of of embarrassment. It had been so damned awkward and strange yesterday... Had anything happened? Oh... oh yeah she'd been pissed off and annoyed. For what? Oh... yep. Frosty's lack of interest in anything, which in truth had her being at fault. Flickering her ears slowly she couldn't help the small smirk on her face as she realized the tufts managed to tickle him underneath his chin. That of course had not been her intention but... it was kind of funny. But she had to be serious and sort through her thoughts, hopefully before Snowflake woke up.. that would be preferable. As she slept... she had come to a conclusion, but... how the hell did you voice it. That was her main problem now. Being socially awkward and talking to someone wasn't exactly... a good combination. Sighing she rubbed her head against her paws that was still lying on top of Frosty's. This was hard... and a wreckage. She was a wreckage. How the living lights did you voice to your friend, your friend for Starclan's sake, that you... kinda liked them? Enjoyed spending time in their company? Enjoyed just... existing next to him? Nope nope... Call her a coward all you wanted, she was absolutely terrified of voicing that. Nope. Nope. She wouldn't.