Love wasn't something you could just fake; it was impossible. That was, of course, unless you were a cold-hearted monster with no emotion whatsoever. But Breezepelt wasn't a monster like they all though he was, so what if he was allied with the polar oppoisites of the ones they worshipped? Yes, perhaps it sounded awful, but at least he had a reason. His father never cared for him, never acknoledged him, never bothered to notice him. Imaginig chasing after something that was always just to fast to catch? Anyone else would have done what he had done. Anyone else would have wanted to ended the life of any cat who caused them so much misery, he wasn't disloyal. He loved WindClan; the Dark Forest wanted to make them stronger. Couldn't they see that? Nevertheless, the Dark Forest had failed, all due to that piece of ThunderClan scum convincing everyone that the correct path was incorrect.
Breezepelt sighed as he stared at his prey, feeling empty inside. What good was living when there was no purpose? It wasn't like anyone wanted him; no matter the lies that Onestar claimed to be true. He was useless witout the Dark Forest. There was simply no point in life any longer, no point in trying to live any longer. Simple as that.
"Breezepelt?" he heard a soft voice ask. He turned around to see Heathertail standing there, her fur beautifully ruffled from the slight breeze. And then there was Heathertail; the highlight of his life. His crush, the cat he would die and do anything for. But she definitely didn't love someone like him back, otherwise she would be his one reason to still be a part of life. "May I sit here?"
"Of course," he muttered nervously, scooting over for her to sit next to him.
"Are you okay?" she asked, actually sounding concerned. Did she actually care, about him?
"Yes, why?" he asked, wonder filling his mind. Did his long time crush, his one love, the cat that he'd been loving for moons, actually care for him back? Or was this a dream?
"You just seem different, that's all," she murmured thoughtfully.
He chuckled, "I'm surprised anyone cares about me."
"Why?" she asked sharply, sounding offended herself. What had he done?
"Because I thought that nobody loved me." Heathertail touched noses with him, leaving him breathless.
"Well I do."
