- Oct 19, 2023
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Sunlitpaw was a terribly strange prize. A child of power, yet.... skittish. Delicate. Not one that he would relish training in any other time. The tumultuous nature of recent apprenticeship alongside all of their other troubles has come to a perfect storm, and Thornrunner will not shy from the promise of advancement. Their leaders' choices are beyond him– with some effort, he reminds himself that it is precisely the way of things. That the best chance for him, or for any of them, is to follow. And so he does.
Having roused his new apprentice from her nest as dawn first touched the far edges of the moor, he takes a brisk pace out of camp. The familiar, well-worn routes of patrolling paws gives way to more tender grass only a short distance away from camp, and from there it is wild. In silence and without explanation, Thornrunner twists and turns about WindClan's territory with the young torbie in tow. Until the sun takes on a more burnished hue and the trees of their border loom just shortly before them. A wall of amber and flame that gives way to bare limbs in other places and piles of scrap on distant grounds. He has yet to take Sunlitpaw this far, and that is intentional.
Ice-sharp eyes tear into her as he turns his gaze. "I want you to lead me back to camp," he orders quite simply.
Having roused his new apprentice from her nest as dawn first touched the far edges of the moor, he takes a brisk pace out of camp. The familiar, well-worn routes of patrolling paws gives way to more tender grass only a short distance away from camp, and from there it is wild. In silence and without explanation, Thornrunner twists and turns about WindClan's territory with the young torbie in tow. Until the sun takes on a more burnished hue and the trees of their border loom just shortly before them. A wall of amber and flame that gives way to bare limbs in other places and piles of scrap on distant grounds. He has yet to take Sunlitpaw this far, and that is intentional.
Ice-sharp eyes tear into her as he turns his gaze. "I want you to lead me back to camp," he orders quite simply.
- OOC. @sunlitpaw !!
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THORNRUNNER. HE - HIM - HIS. YOUNG MOOR RUNNER OF WINDCLAN. SOOTSTAR LOYALIST. PENNED BY REVELATIONS. ——————————————
—— a densely-furred yet sleek chocolate tabby with high white and several scars hidden within his fur. he carries himself with cocky confidence and a sharp cunning in icy blue eyes. - "speech"