Manepear
#- lost cause
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Recently, you had sought out training from Manepear, whom seemed to have been minding his own business at his treehouse.
It took a lot of convincing- some begging, sure. Eventually, you had given up- after being told that they
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For a while atleast. You had brought their friend to Mane's base, after being told NOT to. Hell, they even asked Mane to train them? Seriously? Manepear eventually gave up. He looked down at you, tossing him his mace.
didn't have the courage in themor something? Neither did they know. As you were leaving Manepear's treehouse, walking along the stone path– Manepear had stopped them mid-step. Intrigued by the mace they were holding, Manepear brought them in, deciding maybe a bit of training wouldn't hurt. It was going well,
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For a while atleast. You had brought their friend to Mane's base, after being told NOT to. Hell, they even asked Mane to train them? Seriously? Manepear eventually gave up. He looked down at you, tossing him his mace.
.. You're weak.He scoffs, a sneer visible on his face. You were useless, a waste of time and space, if you will. It was a mistake to train him. Mane tossed the Mace infront of them, and in a blink- he was gone. You searched for him everywhere- looking at every single tree, searching through leaves— searching even behind rocks. They eventually stumbled upon a sign on the surface of a random tree's leaves.
Lost cause.No goodbye, no nothing. Not even a glance towards their direction. You stared for a moment, their mind trying to register it. After a few seconds, they broke it. Turning on their heel and walking away- their steps long, heavy. Purposeful, even. Their heart was heavy with rage, a bitter taste left in their mouth from betrayal. Mane watched from afar, silently. Watching as the other left. This was for their own good. Mane himself knew he wouldn't regret this: and he probably won't. Sure, it was harsh, but it was necessary to stay humble.