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In another life, Cinnamonpaw would never have lived in DayClan and it burned Anansi to no end knowing what his father did. If only he had been alive still, he would have been the big older brother to care for the litter. If only it wasn't for Cinnamonpaw's older brother, Kotori that his life had been cut so short. Well this would make up for all the lost time. Anansi had been a mercenary and he had been watching over Cinnamon for sometime, he knew that Cinnamon had a desire deep inside to be the best and he was determined to help his brother climb to the strength that he wanted. And mayyyybe point him in the right direction like turning back to Renegade Regime.
Anansi had a painted dog fur design with exotic green eyes that matched their fathers and golden bengal legs like his mother. He strode confidently towards Cinnamonpaw and stopped once inside the apprentices den, "Hello, Cinnamonpaw," He greeted simply, but the smile on his face couldn't be resisted. From here on out, everything would be better for Cinnamonpaw, he would ensure it.
Cinnamonpaw blinked open his eyes and let out a yawn. "Hello, yourself," He replied easily as he pushed himself up taking his time to stretch and get comfortable. "Sooo, who are you?" He asked.
"I'm Anansi," He introduced before slyly smiling, "Your eldest brother actually," He said prodding the toms chest with his golden paw as he walked by, "Here to show my littlest bro the ropes. I'm talking full on mercenary skills and very little hunting. Mainly because I only spent so much time as a warrior in FallClan," He remarked.
"That's fine, I mastered hunting by copying apprentices while I was still chilling in the nursery anyways," Cinnamonpaw said dismissively. "And you don't look older than Wanderingwight, or Leucisticcrow. He doubted this cat could be from a previous litter, the way Glowstar had treated him and his siblings like miracles hinted at her being unable to have kits. "And wait I thought-oh." Glowstar didn't have another litter, that meant Anansi was... "You're one of his," He said expression souring at the thought of Sean. "Well, I guess I can't hold his crap against you. Especially since you can teach me... what did you call them? Mercenary skills? That's a fancy way of saying fighting skills, but I'm down for it." He said as he got up.
"Hey, I hate my dad, but I never hate the rest of my family. It's a dark secret now, but my dad killed my mom when she tried to keep me and my sisters from him, I saw him do it too. He got away with taking me, but Green kept Adanna and Afreya, well until Afreya decided to come to Renegade Regime," He shrugged, "She actually became a chaman there."
Anansi smiled, "But hey, I get to see my mom all the time now. Plus you'll have to be a pretty good fighter to kill your older brother who killed me. Not to avenge me or anything, but spoiler alert, he's planning on killing your entire family once he finds you you exist which I think he's figured out by now."
