Butterflypaw for once was alone, as her brother was busy with his own training. The big she cat didn't know what to do so went to grab a bite to eat just to do...something. It wasn't an odd occurrence for her to be by herself. Her brother had been doing a decent job keeping her away from others. She probably would have made some friends if she wasn't so shy. Her brother's hold over her was strong and she had only recently come to realize she was prisoner of abuse. While he did love her he held her deep like a possession. What once started out as merely protecting her grew to obsessive possession...the thought only he was good enough for her. To an outsider the answer was simple: she needed to walk away. Butterflypaw didn't have a support network to fall back on though simply because her brother had kept her close to him. Now though he wasn't anywhere...she could do it. She didn't know how to nor felt like she was strong enough to. She loved him and didn't want to hurt him...it just wasn't in her nature. For a cat so big she felt very small. If only she had someone to help her, someone to break her from the tight bounds that held her down. To make her realize her own strength. Its possible some cats knew but none had stood up to the plate so far. It wasn't their buisness nor concern, if she wanted it so badly she could do it on her own...but the truth was she couldn't. She was a prisoner of her own mind.