Apprenticeship

Citadel’s tail flicked behind him. He felt like Oleander was mocking him, but he didn’t have the experience or understanding to put his paw on exactly why he felt that way. The leading questions seemed just a little odd… or was he just imagining it? He wasn’t sure enough to say anything, so he sat there for a moment in silence instead, drinking his tea as Oleander spoke of annoying sisters.

He shrugged at Ollie’s question, before sighing and putting some thought into finding an answer. “I want… to be better, stronger. I like doing things well. If it’s worth doing, it’s worth doing right.” He volunteered. He didn’t always put that to practice, especially in a lot of areas in his life. Except when it came down to fighting. He really liked the feeling of victory.