**Lichenflood**
Ancient Windclan Warrior - Dark Forest
His eyes narrowed slightly at the farce of a joke but he waited for the apprentice to get through his little speech before answering,
"When a kit is born, they are given the stars in their paws. Their path is not yet written and that kit can be anything they want to be. But with every passing day, every decision made, every action taken or not taken, that kit's story is being etched into fate. You are mistaken, youngster, you cannot be whatever you choose. You've already made that decision and you chose disloyalty and a selfish, false love. And this is where that chosen path ended you." He flicked his tail, giving no mind to the apprentice's attempt at some uplifting motivation speech, it was all bullocks.
"We were all young once, but not all of us chose a path of disloyalty that got them killed then still claimed they could maybe one day be leader or deputy." He exhaled sharply.
"If you're mentor is fragile then she has no business being a warrior, much less mentoring future warriors. Maybe your loss will straighten her out. If not, then she wasn't prepared for this life style." Lichenflood could hardly find in himself any more questions that he was sure would do anything besides make his distaste for this apprentice's plea mount so he didn't bother. But as much as he would prefer to simply dismiss the apprentice and be done with this, he was stuck here awaiting the voices of another council member to make the decision an official one.