Wrestling your way to warriorhood

[Estelle]

Another day. Another she ought to spend refining her skills, learning from the best of the best a varied number of skills and knowledge, of capabilities; and Sleepypaw wanted to learn. To be the best she could be and beyond. To follow in mama's and Miss Grandmama's pawsteps - to make them proud, to live up to the clan's expectations. To become an apprentice enforcer, that was a way of achieving that, to be independent from warriors too but right now there was only one way to achieve that: training. Piercing blue eyes contrasting her dark white-speckled pelt had sought out another enforcer, the few whom she remotely trusted to train her besides mama and Miss Grandmama. This one was Silverlark, if memory served her right, though discussing names is not what she had come for. Soft paw steps led her closer to the usually cheery enforcer, looking up at him dully with a glimmer of determination.
"Teach me. Please."
Her head flickered down only a second, remembering her manners, before awaiting a response.


[ @Alchemist Kitsune ]