Talk:The Waterfall/@comment-5277627-20131119085250/@comment-4312567-20131120061144

Icepaw's eyes widened as he heard Thistlekit's teasing squeak. His mouth dropped slightly, before he clamped it shut again. He closed his eyes slowly, wishing that this scenario wasn't happening, but no— when he opened his eyes again, Thistlekit was still squeaking like that.

"I--" he started, then broke off. ''Do I really have feelings for her? I...''

He tensed, then shooting a quick, apologetic look at Mousepaw, fled into the forest.

Izaya blinked after the apprentice, his mouth threatening to twitch into a cruelly sadastic smile, but managed to keep his expression straight.

"Now, now, Thistlekit!" He chided the kit, "Now you've gotten Icepaw into a state of confusion over his feelings! All we have to wait for now is either his withdrawal from the outside world, his ignoring everyone else who can't make an impact on him, a sudden change of character for him, or his asking... special favours. Now, how do you feel about that, hm?"

Mistkit leaned forward boredly, and complained, "Why is the surroundings suddenly all snowy and stuff? I'm cold, Izaya, can I slide into your fur?"

"Sure?"

Seakit, on the other hand, kept silent, staring wide-eyed at the spot where Icepaw had disappeared into.