[Estelle]

Mama had said she would be willing to train her, if a little. And, after the last meeting, mama had affirmed she wasn’t replaced, at least – not entirely. Sleepypaw liked to think mama had been true to her words; that maybe she still had a chance with her mama. That maybe she had a chance to seek her mama out more often now, too, like mama had apparently wanted. Mama said she was always welcome. She said that. Sleepypaw wanted to believe it. And she wanted to be skilled, like mama and Miss Grandmama. Live up to their expectations and legacies – follow in their pawsteps however possible, her goal. Her wish beyond their care and affection. Something she could earn by being better. By being stronger, and smarter than she was now. By moving forth in her training.
“Mama?”
She looked inside the dimly lit den, looking around for her mother. She knew mama had been an enforcer before, before she became a medicine cat. She knew mama was skilled, that she could learn from her.
“If,, If you have time, mama; could I practice my stealth with you - please?”
She paused, looking up hopefully.
“I want,, to be good at it. I need to.”


[ @Rose ]