"The water is pretty."
Palefire shrugged, flinching back as his paw almost slipped into the lake. He scoffed, tail lashing against the ground.
"What's wrong?" He heard Silverflower's questioning voice beside him, and he turned, giving her a scowl.
She said something else, but he honestly wasn't paying attention. He was looking at her glistening fur and bright eyes and stupid, pretty face-
Without realizing it, he closed his eyes, slowly leaning forward to touch his nose to her.
The contact never came though, and he felt a soft paw on his chest, gently pushing him back.
His eyes snapped open, and he was met with Silverflower's apologetic smile.
"I'm really sorry Palefire, but I don't think of you lile that."
Palefire was still for a moment, processing her words. A sharp pain jabbed in his chest, and he glared, hissing at her with all the hatred and malice he could muster.
She flinched back, fur bristled and smile gone. "Palefire..." She reached out her paw to him.
He unsheathed his claws, violently smacking away her paw and bolting away.
"Palefire, please!-" Silverflower's hurt meow trailed after him, but at this point, he didn't care.
Frostsun stared off into space, letting the soothing feeling of a tongue grooming his fur relax him.
Whitedawn was saying something, supposedly because she forgot he couldn't hear her, but he didn't mind.
A peculiar shaped cloud appeared in the sky, and he gently tapped Whitedawn on the shoulder, sweeping his tail towards the sky.
Whitedawn looked up, narrowing her eyes in a thoughtful expression for a moment. She smiled, looking back to him and twitching her whiskers in amusement.