Lionpride had been through a lot recently. His mate had disappeared, and now one of his sons was dead. It was almost like history was repeating itself, and every time he came close to happiness it was ripped away. He wanted to retreat back to the dark corners of his mind, back to the same place he resided when Aconite died before his eyes. It was only the memory of what followed that kept him from retreating there. He had other children that needed him to be strong, They had lost their mother and brother, and his heart ached for them more than even the hurt in his own heart. 

Now that Honestpaw had been buried, he couldn't wait on assertivepaw's training any longer. Whatever had killed him could still be out there, and he now had a new mission. To give his children the tools they would need to defend themselves. 

"Assertivepaw, now" he mewed, watching his son on the other side of the training clearing. He had already instructed Assertivepaw the order to attack him with everything he had Flurryofstars