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This was the first and last time he was being a spirit guide. The moment he heard StarClan cats were leaving the joint to go help young helpless clan cats he immediately jumped at the opportunity. It was easy, he just spotted a StarClan cat, knocked them over and raced ahead of them. This was of course because he wasn't a StarClan cat, he was a Dark Forest cat and he didn't deserve it! But! Nonetheless, he was one and he wasn't about to get pushed aside for some sweet deal to live in the land of the living.
Samarapaw had only been told so much about spirit guides by Glowstar at the ceremony. One of which was that her spirit guide would appear in the morning, it was midnight. The other was that her spirit guide could only appear in DayClan's borders and her ability to see the spirit guides would vanish the morning after she received her warrior name. Neither of these facts Jakabok was aware of. In fact, he was just going to outright ignore mentoring her at all and just enjoy his newfound freedom. Cause screw it, the moment she learned anything she would become a warrior and he'd have to go back and rot in the Dark Forest, not mentoring seemed like the better choice, but curiosity got the better of him. He just had to see who the sorry apprentice was that he was avoiding. He tip toed into the apprentices den and looked into Samarapaw's nest, poor kiddo, life was gonna suck. Now as to tip toe back out.
Jakabok began to creep away from Samarapaw's nest when he stepped on a loose piece of bedding, a stick, it didn't snap, but it did swerve across the den and hit Samarapaw in the nose. Jakabok winced, so much for not meeting her.
