Stone Circle Life alone makes me shake

I’m sorry, he sputtered softly into the golden hairs on her neck.

What a horrible impression to leave on this sweet girl. Crowfeather could feel the shame creeping warm along his neck, up his head. He felt like he had made a fool of himself. This was the second time he had done so in front of Reverie, as well. The girl had been beaten from Riverclan and now he wept on her shoulder, as though he deserved the support of someone so gentle and giving with her care.

Y- Y- You’re very sweet… to listen. To let me cry on you without running away.

Crowfeather hoped that he could return this generosity. He knew that he didn’t have much to give, but he would try his hardest to show her that he cared, that he wished to make amends for their first impressions. Even if it took time.

Thank you, Crowfeather breathed out, sniffing back snot from his nose.