- Apr 30, 2023
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The reality of having an apprentice of his own hasn't settled over Thriftfeather yet. Gravelpaw seems so much younger than Thriftfeather considered himself when he was apprenticed—so much smaller. He doesn't take them far beyond the makeshift camp, too certain that there are dangers neither he or Gravelpaw can face. It is impossible not to think of Gravelsnap—but Thriftfeather would be thinking of them regardless of Gravelpaw's name. It is impossible not to wonder about his own mentor when Thriftfeather finds himself caught like this.
"We can take a break," They've hardly started training, but Thriftfeather is in no state to be offering corrections in the moment. He gestures towards his side, a quiet invitation for Gravelpaw to join him at his flank. His green eyes flick skywards, to where the first vestiges of Silverpelt begin to glow in the dark corners of the horizon. The sun isn't fully set yet, but it will be soon.
"We used to be proud about having nothing between us and StarClan," Thriftfeather catches the slip as he says it—we is WindClan. Sootstar hadn't worshipped the stars in the end, and Thriftfeather doubts them. Faith isn't a commodity in DuskClan, "That's uh, that's how WindClan thought, anyway. They made a point to sleep exposed to the sky to show... to show their love for StarClan, or maybe so StarClan could better watch them."
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"We can take a break," They've hardly started training, but Thriftfeather is in no state to be offering corrections in the moment. He gestures towards his side, a quiet invitation for Gravelpaw to join him at his flank. His green eyes flick skywards, to where the first vestiges of Silverpelt begin to glow in the dark corners of the horizon. The sun isn't fully set yet, but it will be soon.
"We used to be proud about having nothing between us and StarClan," Thriftfeather catches the slip as he says it—we is WindClan. Sootstar hadn't worshipped the stars in the end, and Thriftfeather doubts them. Faith isn't a commodity in DuskClan, "That's uh, that's how WindClan thought, anyway. They made a point to sleep exposed to the sky to show... to show their love for StarClan, or maybe so StarClan could better watch them."
@GRAVELPAW
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