Woefully Average

Gossamer watched her father's face, trying to ward off the tears that were collecting in her eyes. She didn't want to appear weak. If anything she wanted to make him proud, she always had. Sirius moved toward her, placing a paw on her shoulder and she didn't move away. The child in her wanted to rush in for a hug, for comfort while the teenager in her wanted to shove the paw away in a show of defiant independence and misguided strength. She could manage neither and instead met her father's eyes as he spoke.

She looked to her paws as he finished, nodding lightly as she swallowed down her tears. "Papa, do you… I… I want to be a warrior. Do you think I'm ready? Briar and Kotori are already warriors in training." She looked up again at her father's face. "I don't want to be left behind."