so what we go out? that's how it's 's{p}osed to be

Foxpaw bristled with anger. "Shut-up! You're so freakin' prissy! What the heck? You are not the cat I loved! The cat I loved for her heart, for her attitude! That's not you anymore! I never cared about what you looked like so shut-up!"

Foxpaw shook his head. "Let me reword that. You're different now. And I don't like it. But I still love you."

Foxpaw stomped his foot on the ground "You're different because..it's like you're blind! I used to be able to say that you were my bestfriend--that I could tell you everything! But now you're blind! You can't see how much I love you! I would die for you."

Foxpaw frowned. "I said that I didn't like what you were turning out to be. But I still love you more than anything."

Heatkit could feel the sounds of the argument in her ears, though she could not understand the words. Their tones and slanders began to make the Tortishelled kit cry out. Things seemed so tense, why? She could not understand, and it made her frightened.

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Foxpaw backed back in "Why would you care? I f*****g try to please you, Faithpaw! I try but he," he pointed his tail fiercely at Brokenpaw. "is blinding you! You can't see me trying because you're too busy getting cuddly with him! Don't you realize how much that hurts me? Faithpaw, it kills me! You think you've had it bad. People want me to watch my parents burn. People want me to go die in a pile of s***! And I would, because if I died, i wouldn't hurt over you anymore." he blabbered out.

[align=center]"I have f*nking feelings too, you bastard!" Brokenpaw screamed, snapping. "I was trying to be f*nking nice to you, but no, you just have to hate me, just for loving Faithpaw! I don't hate you because you love Faithpaw, she is a very loviable person, but the idiotic way you are acting towards me is why I hate you!"

Foxpaw turned from his lover to face Brokenpaw. "Maybe you should go be with Lifepaw." he said simply. He was done being mean. but he wasn't gonna be nice.

[align=center]"Lifepaw is just an old friend," he growled simply, getting annoyed with Foxpaw. "Maybe you would have an old friend, too, if you weren't so mean and annoying."/center]

Heatkit continued to cry. She didn't understand all of these noiss, she was scared. It had to be a bad thing, whatever was causing all of these noises. Why didn't it go away?

Foxpaw huffed at Brokenpaw and turned towards Faithpaw. She had no faith whatsoever for him. "If you wanna hurt someone, go and r.pesome more she-cats!" she had told him. Foxpaw flinched and shook, every muscle in his body was shaking beyond control and at first hethout of crying. You're better than that. Don't listen to that good-for-nothing bitch. Let Brokenpaw have her. He'll feel the pain I felt. Rejected. Hated. Destroyed. All because of that bastard that he tout he loved. She was tearing him apart piece by piece. So the red tabby stopped shaking and stared her hard in the eye. "You're right. And maybe you can go get drunk on some more catnip and mate with a Tom. I'm hated because you're telling everyone I r.ped you. You were drunk, too so I wish you would shut the hell up and stop turning into a prick, like your mother." the Tom held his head high and walked away. On the way out he attempted to calm Heatkit with a lick to the forehead before pushing his way out of the den.

Heatkit paused for a moment, feeling the lick of her father. It started to feel a bit normal nowm since she had felt the pressence before..it was sort of soothing. The tortishelled kit gave a small hiccup and lied her head down on the floor again. After all that, she was very tired.

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Foxpaw huffed at Brokenpaw and turned towards Faithpaw. She had no faith whatsoever for him. "If you wanna hurt someone, go and r.pesome more she-cats!" she had told him. Foxpaw flinched and shook, every muscle in his body was shaking beyond control and at first hethout of crying. You're better than that. Don't listen to that good-for-nothing b****. Let Brokenpaw have her. He'll feel the pain I felt. Rejected. Hated. Destroyed. All because of that bastard that he tout he loved. She was tearing him apart piece by piece. So the red tabby stopped shaking and stared her hard in the eye. "You're right. And maybe you can go get drunk on some more catnip and mate with a Tom. I'm hated because you're telling everyone I r.ped you. You were drunk, too so I wish you would shut the hell up and stop turning into a prick, like your mother." the Tom held his head high and walked away. On the way out he attempted to calm Heatkit with a lick to the forehead before pushing his way out of the den.

Foxpaw rolled his eyes. "My mother and father keep to themselves. Nobody knows them, but they know everybody. And they live everybody, including me." he leaned foward and whispered in her ear, "Takecare of my kits.." he pulled away quickly because he knew the affect that could have. He turned and lashed his red tabby tail in her face before sitting down right ate entrance.