[Rose]

 

Originally Posted by Luna16

CW: this character often experiences symptoms of PTSD and anxiety.

From an insider's perspective, it didn't make much sense either.

Fleetpaw jolted when he felt something collide with him, leaping up and spinning around quickly. "O-O-Oh no! I-I-I'm so s-s-sorry!" Oh boy. He was extra flustered now. Fleetpaw didn't really even get to make the attempt to understand the true meaning behind Strawberrypaw's words, the meaning didn't matter. What did matter was that he was, of course, at fault for something. And he felt awful about it. "A-Are you o-okay?" He fumbled over his words, balling himself up making the skinny and tall tom shrink. Quite a feet really. Fleetpaw's ears twitched as rain droplets landed on them, but he didn't move. He was too scared of screwing up again. Tail wrapped around himself for strength, he waited to feel Strawberrypaw's rightful wraith. Only able to whimper softly.

Post Count: 31/100 | Purrk(s): Lyrebird’s Lullaby

Oh. Strawberrypaw hadn't thought the apprentice would be so jittery over a question. Blue eyes squinted at her denmate as he stammered out an apology - but the only thing that bothered her was that... (hmm, what was his name again?) hadn't answered her uncharacteristic bout of curiosity. "I'm not hurt." She responded after a drawn-out moment of unabashed staring, Seedpaw's soft, sweetened voice unconsciously taking over her own. She didn't know how to do this on her own, by herself. Strawberrypaw wasn't much the soothing type. "Why are you apologizing?"