[Abyssopelagic]

There was a flicker of a dark and dangerous emotion in her eyes, briefly, though the rest of her face was still soft and open. He didn't know any better, so why worry him with what he'd done?
It was only a question, a curiosity, after all.
"I did. Was there something you wanted to ask about him?"
Friend, fellow in mourning, clanmate, denmate, she had many names and terms for this cat he asked about. No matter how much time passed, Flyfur couldn't quite get over his perceived abandonment.
It was too close and too soon.
Hurt just as much as when Roanmask had left. Hurt just as much as when she discovered her parents, dead beats, useless, neglectful, had kits after her. Had kits and raised them. Was there for them in a way they had never been for her.
Too many raw and painful emotions- she couldn't burden one so young with so many betrayals. Would he even understand?

@Romulus