Blackbeak Bluff i wonder if she misses me, probably not

He rolls onto his stomach, silver eyes staring at a set of black paws. He recognizes them and the voice. The scent was just the icing on the cake.

I suppose I am. He replied blandly as his tail curled around one of his hind legs. Silver eyes seemed to struggle to look all the way up and his gaze could only find her chest. Are you? He asked softly despite feeling like he already knew the answer. If he still wasn't feeling any better...well he couldn't even imagine how she felt.

Suddenly he felt guilty and selfish for having his own feelings.