- Dec 15, 2022
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Weaselclaw had made training him seem effortless. The perfect truth of apprenticeship, without room for question or deviation. He trained the best — didn't he? A lead warrior under Sootstar, and Sootstar herself the founder of this clan. The greatest warrior they would ever have seen! Gifted by StarClan themselves, and their most devoted follower upon these lands. Does she even walk among them, now? She had given up on them in the end. Just like Sparkspirit himself had given up on her. His name, undeserved. His accomplishments, left to rot. Under Sunstar, he was nothing. Wasn't that what he'd wanted when he was young? His only desire had ever been to be equal, but the issue of equality is that it's meaningless. If everyone is exactly the same then none of them are important, and he– doesn't know what to do with that.
He had been entrusted with his first apprentice. Lakepaw, who was not the son of traitorous cats and was not too desperate to prove himself. So everything that he had learned from Weaselclaw: poof, like a cloud of smoke into the far atmosphere. He has nothing but a trial before him. They've been making do. He's still in the stage of apprenticeship where he must learn the territory, and so Sparkspirit has coaxed him up to the top of Outlook Rock. While his apprentice gets a moment to sit and catch his breath, Sparkspirit talks, gaze on the blackened expanse before them. "Some moons there will be birds nesting up here. Good prey, or a predator. You'll have to keep an eye out for that; I don't want to explain to Wolfsong why a hawk carried you off." It's meant to be a joke, if a poor one, but the warrior's smile falters a little bit. "It's a bird's eye view though, isn't it? What do you see out there?"
He had been entrusted with his first apprentice. Lakepaw, who was not the son of traitorous cats and was not too desperate to prove himself. So everything that he had learned from Weaselclaw: poof, like a cloud of smoke into the far atmosphere. He has nothing but a trial before him. They've been making do. He's still in the stage of apprenticeship where he must learn the territory, and so Sparkspirit has coaxed him up to the top of Outlook Rock. While his apprentice gets a moment to sit and catch his breath, Sparkspirit talks, gaze on the blackened expanse before them. "Some moons there will be birds nesting up here. Good prey, or a predator. You'll have to keep an eye out for that; I don't want to explain to Wolfsong why a hawk carried you off." It's meant to be a joke, if a poor one, but the warrior's smile falters a little bit. "It's a bird's eye view though, isn't it? What do you see out there?"
- OOC. please wait for @Lakepaw. !!
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🗲 . ˚ . SPARKSPIRIT. HE - HIM - HIS. 17 MOON OLD MOOR RUNNER OF WINDCLAN. VERY LOYAL TO HIS CLAN. PENNED BY REVELATIONS. ————
✦ ECHOLIGHT xELMBREEZE. ADOPTED BYYEWBERRY. BRIGHTFAM, BUT SOMEWHAT ESTRANGED DUE TO HIS LOYALTY TO WINDCLAN. ———————— - "speech"