Rivershade

I’m not…ready to be adopted into someone else’s pride yet…to leave everyone I know here.
Sequoia seemed thoughtful when she returned from the last hunt of the night; when I asked what’s got her brain in a snare she let out one of the tiredest sighs I heard out of a lion and said something like “For all the differences we use to justify tearing eachother apart, we’re all awful similar”; what does that even mean!? Adults are weird.
My first hunt was…eventful to say the least. Sequoia returned w/ a new girl…it—she’s still new; she’s still new—barely at an age to be called girl. She seems… behind in some way; I don’t think she knows enough to be out on the field. I’ll help her, obviously. Mother’s helped a lot of girls train, maybe I’ll ask her for tips.
I know I know “life will train you till the day you die” bla bla, but…holy fuck I had no Idea training could get this intense. Now that I’ve earned my name, whatever team turning in for the day will drag me and Shadowracer out of our nests to “learn” skills that a cub might not be able to grasp; they ‘re fighting us. At one point all five ended up chasing us until we dropped, and it’s not like I didn’t expect things to get harder—I see how everyone’s worked—but damn let the cuts heal a little before you use me as a rollbone atleast