Stalking through camp.

[~*Ravenfeather*~]

Brokenheart sat down next to Demonstorm. After a moment of hestiation she rasped her tongue over his ears reassuringly. "Don't worry about what they say. They've said things like that to me for years but I can't blame them. My own mother named me Broken. I didn't expect thigns to get better just because I joined a clan, and I was right. You can still make things better, you just have to think you can."

Brokenheart couldn't believe what she was telling him. She'd tried the same thing many times before and it never worked. Brokenheart hoped Demonstorm would have better luck then she did.

[Angelpaw]

Demonstorm simply sighed. He hesistated a moment then stood with a snarl. "I don't need a weakling to help me!" He took a few steps then the snarl left his face. He didn't think of Brokenheart as a weakling, but more himself. He hated that when he felt vunerable he snapped and usually caused pain or anger or hurt.

[~*Ravenfeather*~]

It took all of Brokenheart's willpower to keep her from flinching. She knew the hurt showed in her eyes as she stood up. She'd seen this too many times, been on the receiving end of that phrase to many times to be surprised.

Brokenheart padded toward the camp entrance. "I'm going hunting incase anyone is looking for me though I doubt they ever would."

Brokenheart didn't look back, focusing on keeping her pawsteps steady and trying to act like she didn't care. Maybe she'd been wrong about him, just like so many others.....

[Angelpaw]

Demonstorm watching her pad from the camp. Then suddenly he ran after her "Brokenheart, wait. I didn't mean that I just..." He trailed off, unsure how to finish explaining why he lashed out.

[~*Ravenfeather*~]

Brokenheart stopped walking but didn't look at him. "It's alright Demonstorm. I've been on the receiving end of that line for years. It doesn't bother me like it used to. It's alright."

The brown tabby kept walking, slowly, but still moving. She didn't want to look at Demonstorm just yet. It had been the first time she had actually made someone ELSE feel weak and vulnerable. Was this how it felt when others did it to her?

Brokenheart sighed softly. "It's alright Demonstorm" she murmured again.

[Angelpaw]

Demonstorm oved in front of her. "No its not alright! You aren't weak and shouldn't be made to believe that!" He stood defiant, half of him was glad hat no one else was aroun d to see him acting so pathetically, he was the tormentor not the sympathiser.

[~*Ravenfeather*~]

Brokenheart smiled gently at the black tom. "No Demonstorm, it really is alright. I know what I am, I don't try to change because I know it won't happen. Thank you for your concern but I'm pretty sure you aren't comfortable talking like this. I'm honored by your concern but I don't need it."

The brown she-cat tried to keep walking but found Demonstorm still blocking her path.

[Angelpaw]

Demonstorm did not speak but simply stood there staring at Brokenheart, waiting for her to make a move. He hoped she wouldn't and would just admit that she wasn't weak.

[~*Ravenfeather*~]

Brokenheart glared at Demonstorm. With surprsing speed she sidestepped him and shot off into the forest. Anyone looking at her would never guess she could run like a WindClan cat but she could. Brokenheart heard pawsteps though she thought it might just be her imagination. Demonstorm wouldn't chase her unless he was going to attack her or something. He probably hated her like everyone else did.

[Angelpaw]

Watching after her Demonstorm made a descision. He wouldn't chase her, but he would follow her. He wanted to make sure that she would be ok. He couldn't believe what he was thinking but he followed nonetheless.

[~*Ravenfeather*~]

Brokenheart didn't stop running until she reached a fallen tree. Leaping gracefully onto the moss-covered trunk, Brokenheart sat and curled her tail over her paws. Her breathing was a bit ragged from her run but she was sure she was alone now. Demonstorm wouldn't bother looking for her. No one else would either, she was sure of that. Now she could be alone and relax a bit.

The brown tabby sighed and laid down on her belly on the tree trunk. The scent of another cat however made her look up and groan softly. She had been wrong. It was Demonstorm. He had followed her.

[Angelpaw]

Demonstorm watched as Brokenheart jumped high into a tree. He too sprang upwards but into an adjoining tree, from where he could watch over Brokenheart.

[~*Ravenfeather*~]

"Why won't you leave me alone?" Brokenheart demanded, a growl creeping into her voice for the first time. "I thought you didn't care what happend to weaklings?"

It took a LOT to get Brokenheart annoyed. One moment she was being friendly with Demonstorm, the next he was growling at her and now she was growling at HIM for once. Brokenheart turned her green eyes toward the black tom, mustering up the best glare she could.

[Angelpaw]

Demonstorm gulped as he realised he had been spotted. "I tried to tell you I didn't mean that, really I was being the weak one by saying it."

((muse))

[~*Ravenfeather*~]

Brokenheart stared at Demonstorm. She couldn't do anything else. All she could do was stare. After a long while she snapped out of her daze. "You aren't weak Demonstorm. You put up with what other say and fight back. I couldn't ever do something like that. It's just not the kind of cat I am. I was named Broken for a reason and I lived up to it, that's all there is to me. You're much stronger then I am."

The brown tabby leapt up to where Demonstorm was and accidentally brushed her fur against his. "Don't worry about me, I'll live, no matter how many people insult me."