Ooh, he's been REJECTED!!!!!!! :D
Hurt
When Squirrelflight rejected him, Ashfur was hurt beyond belief.
There was a hole in his heart where Squirrelflight's happy, glowing face used to be. Now, it was gone. She was with Brambleclaw now.
The spot was just…. empty.
Ashfur would be hunting out in the forest, and he would suddenly stop and flop down on the ground, bawling, "Squirrelflight. Oh, Squirrelflight. I miss you so much."
His despair was overwhelming him, and he began to change:
Despair turned into anger.
Anger turned into fury.
Fury turned into the will for revenge.
Ashfur was not the cat he used to be. Mentoring Lionpaw was a painful chore for him now; he hated all of Squirrelflight's kits.
Jaypaw, in his opinion, was a worthless blind medicine cat.
Hollypaw was a crazy warrior-code-obsessed warrior apprentice, who had wanted to be a medicine cat but gave it up later to be a warrior.
And Lionpaw; Lionpaw was a supposedly strong warrior apprentice who annoyed Ashfur to no end.
Ashfur wanted to have Squirrelflight be his mate. He wanted her. He already had plans for kits….
A golden she-cat would be named Goldenkit; a golden tom would be Sunkit.
A gray she-cat would be Pebblekit; a golden tom would be Stonekit.
A black she-cat would be Skykit; a black tom would be Nightkit.
A brown she-cat would be Maplekit; a brown tom would be Treekit.
Ashfur wondered if Squirrelflight would like—would have liked, he reminded himself—the names that he had picked out.
Ashfur had been wounded when Squirrelflight had rejected him. He despised Brambleclaw, but one day, he made one last attempt to get Squirrelflight.
He agreed with Brambleclaw in a Clan meeting to see if Squirrelflight would see that he was a good cat, too, but she just stared at him; her eyes said: What are you trying to pull here?
And he didn't believe that would ever change.
He was forever wounded since Squirrelflight had rejected him.