- Dec 17, 2022
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In a small clearing of the moor heather, only a short distance from WindClan's camp, Sunstride's great paws have paced a circle so wide that his tail does not quite reach across. The ground and grass have been flattened, famed– not wholly free of the vegetation, but steady enough that footing would not be so terrible. To most warriors of WindClan, his intent might be clear. To Adderpaw...that remains to be seen. The idea of a mentorship is strange to his mind. That he would be in charge of this young tom's entire understanding of his duties, his abilities– he is not easily intimidated, and yet in this Sunstride hesitates some. There would be no failing, certainly not with one so eager to learn, and yet he worries nonetheless. Perhaps that is simply the way of things, when a youth stands at your feet and thinks to their future.
And so he has returned to all that he knows. Today: a battlefield, though it is one alone between the two of them. Later there would be distractions, or opponents that might come from all ends. For now, it is them and them alone. He paces the edge of the circle, around Adderpaw where he had ordered the young apprentice to sit. His paws continue to tramp across the flattened greenery. "Your mind is one well-prepared for a fight," Sunstride assures, his voice low and wholly confident in what he says. "I have seen you fight your peers. Today, you will fight me. Strike, quickly now!"
And so he has returned to all that he knows. Today: a battlefield, though it is one alone between the two of them. Later there would be distractions, or opponents that might come from all ends. For now, it is them and them alone. He paces the edge of the circle, around Adderpaw where he had ordered the young apprentice to sit. His paws continue to tramp across the flattened greenery. "Your mind is one well-prepared for a fight," Sunstride assures, his voice low and wholly confident in what he says. "I have seen you fight your peers. Today, you will fight me. Strike, quickly now!"
- ooc: please wait for @Adderpaw !
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SUNSTRIDE. named for his coloration and his bold chasing of fate.
—— cis male, he - him. thirty-six moons old. lead warrior of windclan and former rogue.
—— gay, but somewhat closeted. will not be open about his interests. single, will be so.
—— seems comparatively stranger than who he was some moons ago, serious and cool.
sunstride is broad and bold– a creature standing above most of windclan, though not a beast beyond its borders, with fur that flames red at its base and deepens to a burnt amber with every whorl and stripe. his eyes, in comparison, are a pale summer's blue, still as bold as the rest of him. - "speech"