Featherstone looked over at Rosepaw, ears swiveling back.
"Rosepaw, he's..." He looked down at his nephew, pain filling his eyes. His face reminded him so much of Owlsong... "He's not trainable," he muttered, looking back at the apprentice. "He'll only end up hurting himself. He won't know what dangers to look out for. He can't rely on his hearing. He can't be an apprentice. We're trying to keep him safe."