Berryscorch may only be her sister by adoption, but Palepaw didn't see the difference. Flyfur had loved her, so that was what had mattered, made them family.
She felt safe as the older molly sat beside her and felt at ease when her face lit up with recognition as she described the place.
When Berryscorch lowered her voice, she leaned closer, ears turned to her, listening intently.
"I promise I won't tell anyone," her voice was just as hushed in her reply.
She listened aptly as the cream and white warrior told her about the Dark Forest and what it was, it's inhabitants, and the implications of being contacted by a cat of the Dark Forest.
She wasn't sure she qualified as evil or malicious. Ambitious, for sure. More than anything she wanted to become the best warrior she possibly could, and protect her Clanmates. She wouldn't turn her nose up at the training, though, however brutal it may be, if it meant she could achieve that dream.
But.... not only had she not gotten far in her conversation with this cat, she hadn't seen her since. It's been a few days since the dream. Surely, she would have come back to her in that time, unless she deemed her not worthy of her time and effort, saw that at her core, Palepaw was not fit to be her apprentice.
"I had the dream a few days ago, and.... I haven't seen her since. Did she decide she doesn't want to train me? Am I not worthy?"
If she had received the training as an apprentice, couldn't the warrior teach her instead?
"If she doesn't come back to me.... could you teach me instead, please?"
Oh, how she had wanted to become privy to that knowledge and train with these cats.
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