You've been noticed (closed)

The golden gaze of a warrior usually observed the camp and all that happened in it. It was something the tom was prideful of, something that he had taken more seriously since the execution, and while it wasn't a pressing matter there was something that seemed off to him. One of the new apprentices seemed to be offering himself for spars. That wasn't the strange part, as an apprentice Sablestrike had done the same. No, what really bothered him about this was how the apprentice seemed to skip over him. Surely it was know by now that he loved a good spar, why was it that Silverpaw hadn't asked for a sparring session yet? He was a more experienced warrior than Badgermask, was he being looked down upon? Silent paws carried the tom toward the apprentice, eyes of gold set intently on Silverpaw. "It seems you and I may have a common interest. Would you like to test your skills against a senior warrior?" Senior may not have been the right word considering how young he was, but it made the prospect of a spar seem more exciting. At least, he thought it did.