[Arie]

{ @Brilliance - I decided to make it a new dawn for them so let's see how well 2nd time comes around ahahah Btw Breezy is seriously mad and idk how Bunny is gonna react... He seems 'broken' like a puzzle that has it edges messed up and you can't put them back together ||| Here is a quick catch up if ya don't know what im talking about btw; Breezy kinda dislikes Buttercup cause she found him and he keeps getting into arguments with her cause she keeps checking if he's doing good etc, he just got an apprentice and hopes he can prove himself to Bunny xD and there is plans of something between Buttercup and Breezy which all depends on if they somehow can get along}

It was a cold day on the moor, or at least so it felt for Breezefeather and his thin fur as the silver and black spotted warrior sat shivering up against one of the walls surrounding camp. It was weird, because although he was shivering he couldn't feel it. He hadn't felt much since... he couldn't remember since when. He sniffed a bit disinterested in the vole that he'd dragged with him when he returned back from his hunting patrol. He thought he felt hungry but now looking at it he just couldn't muster up the sense to actually eat it. It had been an interesting time on the patrol though, his apprentice had been progressing well even though Breezefeather doubted it was due to his teaching but the way that the young tom had been watching his mentor and applying that same technique to his own hunting. It was nice to hunt though, it required no thinking and allowed the silver tom to just let go of everything that wasn't gone in his void of a mind and just hunt. Just be a cat and just hunt his prey and eat it. Well he wasn't exactly eating it.

Yet for all that he enjoyed his time with Deathpaw, he couldn't help thinking about Bunnypaw. She was always on his mind, she would always be there, and he felt like she watching his every movement in camp like judging him worth. He couldn't help it, he wanted his kit back but he understood the distance she put between them. There also was the issue with Buttercup who the tom was happy to see was still out on her own patrol. He would be able to handle Bunnypaw throwing accusations at him but both mollies at the same time? No. He looked back at the vole his eyes still empty of any emotions. They'd been like that for a while. For too long. He couldn't remember the last time he'd actually felt happy nor at least okay. Yet as was known Breezefeather refused to acknowledge what was happening to him, without acknowledging it wasn't really happening, right? Thats what the frail silver tom thought as he sat picking at the still whole vole in his paws.