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It was weird how every leafbare he seemed to spend it with someone new and this leafbare he was spending it with absolutely no one.
One leafbare was at the gathering with Kenya and when the ice thawed she was gone by his claws.
Second leafbare was curled up with Abiliana and his kits giving them little toys.
Third leafbare he realized he no longer loved Abiliana and was curled up next to a leader of another group.
Fourth leafbare he realized he was out of Shule's league, but she loved him anyways and they spent the nights at each others side.
Fifth leafbare he was alone. Looking back he did a lot of wrongs in his life. Even now he never stopped and it was weird because every wrong he ever did was because he found himself caring too much. Now he was caring less and he was still doing wrong. His kits and mate were missing and one of those things was his fault. He was a murderer, a father, a protector, and more than anything a sinner alone on the coldest leafbare guarding the surface. Dawns light hadn't filtered through in the musky shadows of the underground. The numbing sensation was comforting and he was tempted to be tucked in by a blanket of snow and never wake up till the next life time... He smiled, or maybe roll around in it. He glanced around, once to the right and left and then once behind him. No one...
He leapt into the massive pile of pearly white snow and shook out his fur. He leapt into the next pile of snow with a wild grin, the snow freezing his pains and thoughts away and the senseless joy that it gave him filled him with the kind of joy he needed. Until he felt a pair of eyes on him.
