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[Nettlepaw]

"I don't make a big deal out of it. I state the facts. It literally nearly covers almost half of the side of my face. It's hard to ignore or feel good about— especially when cats openly stare at it. I'm ever so glad you're so accepting of deformities though," I said with a snort. I cursed under my breath and gave him a hard look. "You're persistent, I'll give you that. It's beyond me why this pertains to your interest though. I... do. I want to be with him, but even if it's just being the friend... I'm okay with that. I've known him since we were both little. He... well, I should've probably explained this, but he's a little messed up too. He was born with one of his feet twisted, so he really knows what it's like— more so than I do. He gets it... but he doesn't want to have anything to do with me unless it's insulting me."

[Avalanchekit]

"I'm not saying it looks good," he retorted. "Because it doesn't and I'm not going to tell you it does. But it doesn't actually matter. Trust me, no ones going to be scared of you because of a scar, even if you want to seem intimidating." He was mostly joking, but it was hard to tell. "It's not a deformity. It's a scar," he told her, raising a fictional eyebrow. "I honestly don't care about your love life, but there's nothing else to talk about unless you'd like to discuss the weather, and I'd rather not sit in awkward silence." He listened to her speak. "I've insulted you multiple times. Doesn't mean I hate you—well, I sort of do, but that's not my point. Just because he insults you doesn't mean he hates you." He knew nothing about relationships and, in all honesty, found them awkward, but what he said was true. He didn't insult her because he outright hated her.

[Nettlepaw]

I laughed outright at him. "Well, you are honest, which is nice. I don't need cats trying to pretend it's pretty." The smile I gave was genuine and bright for once, actually enjoying the kitten's company. "To me, it's more than just a scar, but whatever you say, wise one."  I sighed and turned to look at him with a sigh. "Even though I'm aloof, prickly, rude, scarred, and the full package, I still have feelings.  When someone you care for that much only insults you whenever they see you, it gets to you.  It's not fun and it hurts."  I pursed my lips and let my claws sink into the ground.  "Even if he doesn't hate me, I'm afraid I'll end up hating him."

[Avalanchekit]

Avalanchekit nodded, knowing he would've appreciated the same thing. "I'm not nice enough to tell you it's pretty, anyways." He laughed the slightest bit at that, noticing her smile. She seemed to be loosening up a bit, and he had to admit, she was much more enjoyable. "I like that nickname. It suits me." He pushed aside some rather thick stalks of grass with his shoulder. "Have you tried telling him?" He asked in an exasperated voice, as if it was obvious. "Then don't, if you really care. And if you don't already hate him, as he sounds like an absolute piece of mouse dung, I don't think you'll start out of the blue." 

[Nettlepaw]

I shook my head and continued to walk on. "Yeah, I figured that by now," I said with a soft chuckle.  "Maybe it'll suit you when you're three times your age."  I snorted and gave him mischievous grin, hopping over a tall stone jutting out of the ground.  "Tell him?  That's rich, seriously.  You think I should tell him?  First of all, I'm an apprentice and he's a warrior.  That is explicitly against clan rule— against code!  I'm not gonna do that now, of all times."  I gave him a look that was asking what he was even thinking suggesting that.  "It's not that easy, but I'll try."

[Avalanchekit]

Avalanchekit glared at Nettlepaw over his shoulder before walking on. "I'm not that young, you know. Close to apprentice age, actually," he told her, watching her with a level gaze, daring her to challenge him. "And I know more than most kits my age." He titled his head slightly, frowning, before realizing the misunderstanding. "I meant tell him that it hurts you when he pokes fun at you—honestly, I would never suggest telling him you want to be him. I have no idea if that would help your situation or not, or any for that matter. In fact, love is not my forte." He snorted.