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His family had left the clan two weeks ago, and some days, it seemed Grumpysparrow has gone with them. He spent little time in camp and when he was present, he was distracted, eyes unfocused and uninterested.
Today was no exception — he was far from camp, prowling through the forest — but he looked excited, determined. His keen ears river back and forth, injured eyes mostly closed as he let other senses take over, and finally the silver tabby halted. A bird pecked at the ground in front of him, but he made no move to attack, and the pair studied each other.
Grumpysparrow took a deep breath and slithered forward, raising one paw to gently reach out and touch it, his breath catching—
"Why..." Her words were soft, but her brows were furrowed, as if with concern. Meadoweyes stood some fox lengths away, staring at the warrior in confusion. Why had he simply let it go?
The sleek silver tabby spun around with a snarl, haunting blue gaze sweeping past Meadoweyes and settling roughly on her shoulder; the red of his irritated mostly-blind gaze only enhanced his aggressive fury. He stalked toward her a step, jerking his head up and snapping, “what?!”
The snarl startled her. Meadoweyes found herself jumping back, and her ears pinning to her skull. She stammered for a moment. The medicine cat simply had not been ready for such an aggressive approach, and couldn't find words. Fear flashed in her eyes, and her tail flicked nervously behind her body.
Grumpysparrow leaned toward her, his hackles raised. He judged her fearful position in silence, and found it satisfactory; he then took a step back and let his fur fall flat again. "What do you want?" he muttered suspiciously.
"..I.. I was out, looking for herbs." She stammered, her ears flicking up and then back once more. She was obviously feeling rather uncomfortable in this moment of time.
"I was passing through... I.. I saw you let the prey go. I was honestly just wondering why." She mewed, straightening herself the best she could manage.
The young tom was an outcast within the clan; most of his immediate family had moved on and left SwiftClan and for reasons unknown to anyone but the silver warrior, he remained behind. His eyes were afflicted with a terrible condition that had slowly robbed him of his eyesight, though he had consistently refused treatment since becoming a warrior and most could only guess at how blind he had become. He did not make friends, he did not open up, the only cat he had ever been close with was his stepaunt Echo.
He could have lied his way out of the situation, but Grumpysparrow was only a liar when it came to pain. He spoke the truth and he wasn't going to change that now, so defiantly he lifted his chin and glared in her direction.
"I didn't want to hurt it. Just catch it. If I pounced when it flew away, I would kill it."
Meadoweyes seemed to relax slowly, yet a slight bit of her remained on edge. The feline coughed, then cleared her throat and spoke softly. "I am sorry, Grumpysparrow. I am still unsure why you would have not killed the prey, as we could have used it back home for the cats who are hungry." It did not seem she said this in any type of demeaning tone, but rather a tone of curiosity.
Grumpysparrow's tail tip twitched. He knew she was right, the clan needed to feast, and he wasn't helping them any. But...
"It.. reminded me of an old friend," he murmured, embarrassed to admit it. "At our old camp. I brought them back here with me, but I ran out of feed, and.... they left."
Her purple eyes changed from curiosity to sadness for him. To lose a friend, was a heartbreak. "I'm sorry to hear that... Did they tell you that was why?"
"They didn't have to tell me anything." Grumpysparrow's ears pinned back, uncomfortably realizing she was not quite understanding him, but who could blame her? His friends were... unorthodox for a cat. "They had no use for me anymore."
Meadoweyes frowned, slowly the feline came to his side, and let her tail rest on his back. "Perhaps you need better friends." She paused,"I would love for us to become friends, Grumpysparrow."
"Why?" He twisted his head to stare at her warily, though his mostly-blind gaze entered up looking at her nose rather than her eyes. "I don't need friends like you."
"You mean, you don't need friends that actually want to be your friend? One that would accept all of you, good and bad? One that would not use you for friendship, and be there through the thick and thin? Because I would genuinely... enjoy your friendship." She assured him, her brows furrowed. "Everyone needs a friend." Once again, her mother was shining right through.
"I.. I don't pity you." Meadoweyes mewed, brows furrowing. "Why do you feel that you are so unworthy of friendship? Isn't that the whole basis around living in a clan with your companions?"
"My companions?" he snorted. "I barely know anyone in this clan. My family left." And he had stayed behind -- so crippled by his fear he would slow them all down that he didn't even try. "I'm in this clan because I can't survive anywhere else. I'm going blind. Maybe my hearing will go next. Give it a year and maybe I'll be stuck in the elder's den the rest of my life."
"Perhaps you barely know anyone, because you only push them away." Meadoweyes responded with a shake of her head. "You catch more flies with honey than with vinegar."
