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YOU KEEP THE SUNSHINE,
SAVE ME THE RAIN
"Come on! he groaned in frustration, a growl lining the edges of his words. Why the hell couldn't he do this?
Making a nest out of moss and whatnot shouldn't have been such a problem, especially when Soma had already proven he was clever with his paws in the past. Shaping some bedding shouldn't have been so hard to do, and if he was honest, it also probably shouldn't have frustrated him so much either. It was just a nest after all.
Your getting worked up over nothing, just relax. he scolded himself inwardly, knowing full well what his problem was; he was putting too much pressure on himself again.
Attending all of the classes being held, learning dozens of new faces and names, trying to sharpen his skills enough to avoid needing a mentor- all while trying to keep his younger brother, Junco, happy. He was stretching himself too thin, and his nest was just another drop in the ocean, more pressure against the dam wall holding it all back.
Forget it. There was no reason for him to get all worked up over a bed when there were twenty other cats in camp that could help him with it. Did he want to approach them and give them a reason to dislike him more? Not really. But Soma was very much aware that it had been his decision to come to Skyclan, forcing a reluctant sibling along with him. That meant it was his responsability to figure this all out so that he could make things work for them- even if that meant forcing himself out of his comfort zone.
"Hey-" he called as he lened out of the dens entrance, yellow-green eyes landing on another tomcat that looked to be around his age. "Um, could I maybe get your help with something, if your not busy?"
A part of him hated talking to other cats. He always felt too big, like the horrific scars along his shoulders and neck from the dog attack drew the eyes of those around him. If that didn't unnerve people, usually his voice did, an unnusually deep rumble that had him keeping quiet around cats more often than not.
And yet, for as intimidating or off-putting as he may have looked, there was a clear attempt to not be those things as he stood there speaking to Greeneyes, head lowered as if to make himself look smaller. "My nest keeps falling apart."
skyclan - male - 12 months - single - a tall, muscular tomcat with asymmetrical tuxedo markings and yellow-green eyes.