[Rowan]

• he/him • 12 moons • shadowclan/warrior •
shadow fiend, killer aptitude t1, just a scratch

TigerNight stepped forward, shoulders squared and tail held high. His blue eyes burned with a sharp, unflinching fire in them.

“I don’t care if I’ve only had my name a short while. I’ve worked harder than most warriors twice my age — and I didn’t stop once I earned my title. I trained like it meant something, because it does, and finished in efficient time for all I am knowledgeable in.”

“I’ve already started to help ‘paws train, doing more work then most of the senior warriors in this clan do, holding a whole event for them. Helping ShatteredPaw, TwilightPaw, FlameKit, n’ DarkPaw” the leaders own apprentice if he wasn’t mistaken. “I don’t slump back like half of the cat’s do the second your name changes. I didn’t claw my way through training just to sit back and waste what I’ve learned.” His claws flexed against the earth.

“I would fight whoever it takes to prove I’ve earned this. Yourself or MistleWhisker.”

└> . . . @Undertaker