Sometimes a smile is too much to fake ;; open

[SHADEYY BEAR ?!]

Wolfpaw sighed as he trudged through Thunderclan territory. Lately things had been... hard on him, to say the least. He had lost his mate, adopted a Bloodclan kit, and he felt as though everyone hated him. There was just no way he ever thought he could fit in. Well,not unless some sort of miracle occured.

"What's wrong with me? Everything used to be so perfect, everyone used to love me." Wolfpaw found himself talking outloud to no one more often than not as of late... I suppose it was because he had no one else. He had pushed everyoone away after Songpaw's death and now he had forgotten how to associate with other people... silly, really, for a 'popular' apprentice to lose so many friends over one cat. Even the trees seemed to stare down at him like he was an enemy, an intruder in his own home.

His wolf-amber eyes rose and followed a nearby squirrel as it ran past. I could've caught it... Maybe next time. He honestly just didn't have the energy to chase after anything. And he wouldn't until his life had purpose again. Well, outside of his best friend and Vincente, that is.

[Y u k i]

A small breeze ruffled light crimson fur, and rosethorn tilted her head breathing in slowly. She was hunting, it was what she wanted, so therefore no one was going to stop her. She crawled forward toward the scent of a small squirrel. Suddenly she paused catching another scent, a thunderclan cat, one of her own clan. She stopped and hissed in displeasure, the squirrel scampered away through the undergrowth and Rosethorns ears flicked back in displeasure. She made her way toward the scent of cat, wondering who it could be. Her eyes narrowed as she caught sight of wolfpaw. Rosethorn padded forward offering a small nod for a greeting. "Wolfpaw" she meowed, seemingly unhappy. "enjoying staring at the foliage are we?"