Earworm // P

[Patch]

Patch strolled down the path through her new territory, liking the scenery, which was slightly weird in clan cat opinions. The sunset was coming near and Patch had nowhere important to go, so she decided to walk on. Her green eyes watched the sun fall into the horizon, images of two mewling kits and a stormy night washed over her thoughts. The she-cat shook her head violently and headed further along the path.

Along the way, Patch spotted a cat she hasn't really seen in a bit, Pain, even though the tom never truly revealed his name. She followed him, her pawsteps careful.

[Pain]

"I can tell when cats stare at me" he mewed rather chilly.
"how are those wounds holding up?"

He changed his mind. He may not want to remember nighthowl but she was his closest thing to the feeling of having her be were she belongs.
"did you know a cat named nightpaw?"

[Patch]

Patch jumped a little as Pain spoke, inches from where she originally stood. When the tom brought up her wounds, she nodded, "They healed mostly, but I got a huge scar from a cat on the street!" She meowed proudly, pointing her tail at her scraped face. She tilted her head at the following question.

"Vaguely, I guess. I know plenty of names."