Sun Mote Copse Positively lost me

Phox's question threw him off guard. It was such an obvious action for him to have taken, but the idea of it was just startling to Fig. Of course he hadn't asked her. If he asked her, then she would know he was upset with her. He couldn't just let her know he was upset with her, not when he was so convinced he didn't truly have any right to be.

He shook his head meekly and pricked his ears to listen as Phox continued. On another day, he might've smiled at his father's comment about Towhee not hearing him when he'd called, but he couldn't muster it in his melancholy. He was quiet for a few moments as he considered what Phox had said. It was a relief to know he wasn't alone in being upset about what she'd done, but it was obvious that he was alone in that he was still upset about it.

"How did you.. stop being mad?" Fig asked, frowning, "I don't want to be mad anymore, but I just am even though I know I shouldn't be. It doesn't feel right to be, but..." He trailed off, looking off into the trees miserably.