Post by Deleted on Mar 17, 2016 1:54:23 GMT
Harebelly almost protested when Batwing started to move away. He knew that the time with Batwing was precious, and physical contact was even rarer. Who knew when the next time that their pelts would mingle might be. The brown tom already missed the touch of the dark warrior, but said nothing, watching with eyes of amber. He sat and watched as Batwing spoke of needing to kill. Such an odd instinct to Harebelly. How could any cat need to kill? It amused Harebelly, though he did not say anything. In the moment of silence that followed, the large tom thought only of the day that was close to ending. How strange it had been. What started out as a simple morning exploration turned into the most confusing and strangest day of his life. He may never understand what about the small tom drew him in so quickly, but he really didn't care. He only wanted to keep Batwing by his side.
Batwing's next words stopped all of Harebelly's thoughts and made his stomach drop into his stubby tail. Back to camp? No! Not after so much progress. Not after all that had happened. Heart racing and mouth doing dry, Harebelly searched quickly for something to keep Batwing from leaving, even just a way to stall him. Pinning him again might work, but at what cost? Maybe faking injury? Harebelly did not know what would get through to the tom. He opened his jaws to speak and say something about it not being late yet and there was really no need to rush.
"I could come with you...If you would like. You don't have to be alone anymore.... I will gladly stay with you." Harebelly mumbled most of this, suddenly feeling very shy and unsure. He mustered the courage to look Batwing in the eye. He could not be sure what he saw there. "At least come hunting with me one last time before we part for the night." He looked back to his paws and then quickly back to Batwing. "I'll be waiting for you to come back either way."
Notes: pooor babyyy is co confuseeeddddd
Word count: 411
Tagged: feeling kinda blue
