Phoenix Maplewood Focus on the Promise

Spring asked the question that Esaro was just afraid of. He hesitated on answering her but he needed to be honest to her and himself. "I'm... not really talented in anything." He admitted. He felt a little embarrassed and ashamed of himself. He was basically a young adult that has gained nothing over his life so far. He has never been into a real fight or even have tactics for them. He still believes to be capable to a bit a resistance but by the sounds of it, if he ever challenged Spring just for fun she would likely run him over. Still there was that tiny hope that maybe he had a little chance but that's only because he hasn't seen her skills yet.

Her scars now appeared to be reminders of what she has been through. He was curious enough to want to ask but resisted after she said she wanted to forget them. He wasn't ready to ask about them but one day he will.

He didn't want her to think he was useless because he had no talent and decided to attack that thought. "But I can fight if I have to. I can hunt small prey. And I once saw my mother use herbs to treat an injury." He said trying to make his lack of talent not seem so bad. After thinking a little of what he said, he sighed. He felt pathetic, any real wolf could do what he just said but most likely better.