Lion Head Mesa I'm coming home again, all alone

And then her voice sounded. Belen’s slight figure rushed to his side. She offered her support. Crowfeather tried to refuse, to push her away. 

Don’t touch me. Don’t- 

The shadow’s expression was a grief stricken one. As he turned to face Belen, he could not support the motion and he slouched against her with a cry. 

No, no… no, no. I don’t want to. I don’t want to. Crowfeather gasped in a desperate breath of air.