Sparrow

[ Anxious ]

Given time and space with nothing but her own thoughts, Sparrow searched through her memories. Gathering wolves for the Dawnguard, training them to fish, watching them grow. Sorrel's stern expression melting away as the other wolves enticed her into new games, Beetle and Crater learning to branch out and let others in on their jokes, Snowcap beginning to share compliments instead of pure insults, Crocus emerging from her shell and finding a sense of pride in her hard work.

While Sparrow loved her own hunting team, the band of misfits tugged at her heartstrings in a new way. Despite her skill as a hunter, she never took on an apprentice before this, nevermind five apprentices. It stung worse than any wasp to think of any of them getting hurt.

Yet, if this was the Serpent's will, there must be some worthwhile lesson here. Perhaps it was simply not Sorrel's destiny to hunt. Perhaps this injury would spare her from one far worse down the road. Perhaps it's all worth it for Sorrel and Beetle to grow closer. Sparrow had to admit, seeing them laugh and smile together lifted her own spirits.

Sparrow wondered what it felt like to fall in love.

Behind her eyelids, the world grew darker and darker. While the daytime passed quickly enough, the night ahead would be longer and far, far colder.

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Ever since she was young, Sparrow has been a prodigy. Even before she was an adult she could easily outrun all the members of Serpent's Keep as she darted in and out of the vast tunnels. While she has always been a great source of pride for those close to her--perhaps few doting more on her than Clover, the pack's denmother, and King Wicker. While such early accomplishments would go to most wolves' heads, Sparrow is surprisingly grounded and actually quite nervous. She never seems to think that she's capable enough and constantly worries over her performance. 

Once she was old enough to hunt, she fit nearly seamlessly into the established Elkguard party. Being the youngest hunter amongst seasoned wolves was terrifying--she hardly remembers anything from her first hunts besides the shaking of her paws. Yet, she beyond proved herself as the chaser with the most raw talent. There's no prey she meets that she can't outrun, although her inexperience often shines through. She often has trouble thinking and decision-making in the midst of a hunt.