Arroweye's thoughts and desires

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    Arroweye pawed the moss that made his bed. He was thinking lately about what would have happened if he didn't mess up meeting Goldenlight. Why did he have to be so stupid? Why was it that the one chance he got to talk to her, he couldn't even say anything. She must think his nothing but a mewling kit. He sighed, if only life was as easy as when you were a kit. You didn't have to do anything then. Nothing except have a good time, which seems to be the only thing he's good at. He couldn't say that his mentor taught him anything. He wasn't very good at hunting or fighting. He sighed. If only he could meet someone, someone like Goldenlight, to help him.

    Irisfeather the black and white she-cat padded into the den. She padded to her moss bed. She laid down in it, her royal purple eyes, searching the den. Her eyes settled at Arroweye's. "Hello" she meowed kindly. Her warm voice echoing throughout the den.

    Arroweye turned his head to look at Irisfeather. "Hello." he said, pushing his loneliness out of his mind. Maybe she could be a friend. "I don't think we've met, I'm Arroweye, whats your name." he was really proud of himself, he had started a conversation.