Burningpaw's Training Session

[Midnightstar]

Burningpaw woke up and dashed out of the apprentices' den, not bothering to clean his pelt. Poking his head into the warriors' den, he prodded Brittlestep, "Come on! Get up, I want to train now!!" He meowed. The ginger tabby quickly gave up on that and raced to the entrance of camp, Fine! Then I'll train on my own! He thought for once. Skidding to a stop, he thought again, I don't want to get in trouble... So I guess I have to wait for Brittlestep. Burningpaw sat and impatiently waited for his mentor, yellow eyes on the warriors' den.

[мυsε★]

Brittlestep rarely slept often, and when one says rarely, in Brittlestep's case it means never. Yet, the young female found herself plagued with her kit-hood memories of RiverClan, when she received word her mother abandoned both her birth clan and adopted clan. Brittlestep had been born within ThunderClan as her father, but her mother she was weak. Brittlestep often vowed to prove her worth but of course no one doubted her loyalty or faith for that matter. The young she-cat had spent a lone midnight patrol since some of the clan were still getting over the winter and the cold chill had not left their bones. Brittlestep valued the stars above but she didn't question them, except on one subject her mother. Those were the thoughts that kept her awake when she finally came back to the clan after her patrol, and what kept her eyelids firmly sealed at the morning hour.

The sleeping warrior was startled by the jamming of a tiny ginger paw into her side. With a low hiss, the female's eyelashes bat wide for a moment. "Come on! Get up, I want to train now!!" Brittlestep murmured softly, and rolled onto her back but before she was on all fours the apprentice was gone. Naturally, she thought sarcastically. Once she had effectively groomed down her rebellious flanks, the female stomped out of the warrior's den. Sky blue eyes floating along the camp until she spotted that ginger coated apprentice practically bubbling with excitement. She knew better than to expect any less, a newly named apprentice always seemed rambunctious.

Shifting her paws toward the little scrap of fur, she found herself towering him. Ah, she dwarfed him, how warrior-hood did have it's perks, but since this was her first apprentice she knew she couldn't slack off or tease. Purring softly, the female brushed her dark ebony tail against his head with a delicate pat. 'Ready to receive training, my noble apprentice!' she rumbled the words with a hint of excitement.

[Midnightstar]

"Of course!" Burningpaw meowed, happily trotting out of the camp entrance. Turning, he asked, "Battle training first? Please?" His yellow eyes had a pleading look to them, I'm going to win every battle I fight! The tom thought excitedly. Learning how to hunt was always the last thing on Burningpaw's mind whenever the word 'training' was brought up.

Burningpaw saw a movement behind him and snapped for it, yelping in pain as he bit his own tail. Oops... I guess I got too excited.. He thought, embarrassed.

[мυsε★]

The warrior knew better than to expect anything decent out of the apprentice today, so she had to be firm, and straight. The apprentice seemed to yowl his excitement before racing out of the clan entrance, Brittlestep had to put her limbs into a light jog just to keep up with the eager apprentice. "Battle training first? Please?" she knew better than to look into those big yellow eyes so instead she flicked her tail over his ear teasingly. 'You will learn many skills today, all which can be applied to fighting or hunting and even patrolling..' Leaving her tail to flutter off and back into the waver of the air's breeze, the female continued onward toward the Owl Tree, but a sandy patch caught her eyes. Turning the tip of her tail she lead her apprentice over to the small patch.

'Burningpaw, I want you to attack me. Know, that I will have my eyes closed.' The warrior stepped into the sand motioning with her tail for him to do the same, and then her eyelids came to a close and her bright blue eyes disappeared behind dark lashes. 'Come now.' The female's bodice seemed completely relaxed and only the floating of her tail seemed to make any movement. She was still and silent, her breathing gentle as the lull of the summer winds. She awaited her apprentices strike so he would learn it was not all about wanting to hurt and injure others, but to pay attention.

[Midnightstar]

Burningpaw bared his teeth, flattened his ears, and fluffed up his fur in an attempt to look bigger and scarier. He stopped. Um... She has her eyes closed.... What's the point? Burningpaw thought, shaking himself. He leaped, claws sheathed, for his mentor. Burningpaw was bigger than the other apprentices in Thunderclan, but he didn't hold back nor did he think about the fact that Brittlestep's bones broke easily. Instead, Burningpaw was full-force about his attack. I'm going to be the strongest cat in the clan... That is, right next to Midnightstar.. The tabby thought, knowing that Midnightstar was one of the strongest cats in the clan, though, like himself, was poor at hunting.

[мυsε★]

The warrior awaited the upcoming attack, she knew this was but a lesson, but one that needed to be learned. With her ears flickering left to right, she heard the rough approach of the apprentice bursting forward toward her. Brittlestep merely jumped to the side, her tail whipping out from under her to smack into Burningpaw's side. 'A cat relies heavily on all senses, not just your eyes. Dirt can be thrown into them, which means you won't be able to see, a wound to the ear may halt sound from reaching you. Know your senses,' the dark female replied sternly. Turning abruptly, she opened those liquid blues toward her apprentice. 'If you can fight, you can hunt. If you can hunt you can fight, it all relies on your ability to know your senses not just one, understand?' A small smile stretched along her black furred lips, Brittlestep was glad to have an eager apprentice such as Burningpaw. He showed great promise and from the growth of his bodice would prove ThunderClan a fierce some warrior to wreck with one day, but he still had much to learn.

Taking several paces away from the youthful feline, Brittlestep settled herself in front of the tom several fox-lengths away. 'Again,' she murmured a little harsher than earlier. 'Senses are not only your ears, smell, and eyes. It's knowing common sense as well. I'm bigger than you, lithe, but still bigger and heavier. Coming at me as if you can roll me over won't work, I can either jump over you, or simply harm you before you reach my chest. As an apprentice you should rely on speed, and stealth. You small, and your paws make little sound, use it to your advantage.' Keen, Oceanic eyes stared back at the autumn flamed apprentice. She wondered how quickly he would learn, and if he would truly show the promise his body had showed. It was all just a waiting game at this point. This was her first apprentice, but Brittlestep had been well trained, and she was a fine fighter despite her bones, which had often seen the woes of her ability.

[Midnightstar]

Yeah, yeah, yeah! Burningpaw thought impatiently, his tail swishing. When Brittlestep had told him 'again' he narrowed his eyes and raced toward her, claws itching to come out, but Burningpaw forced them to stay in their sheathes. Burningpaw bared his teeth and fluffed up his fur as he raced toward his mentor.

[мυsε★]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,500,true][bg=220000] Brittlestep So, it looked like the tom wasn't getting it. The frown on her face looked as if it was carved of stone. With an annoyed hiss the female knew it was time to make it clear he couldn't just rush in. She let him race toward her not even making a hint that she would move. She let him get closer before side stepping but instead of letting him run himself out, she ran up behind him. Shoving her chest into his side, her teeth coming downward against his scruff. She shook him around momentarily before shoving him off to the side. Her piercing blue eyes intense with anger. 'Pay attention, you can't just rush into battle!' she yowled bitterly, her tail wailing through the air to strike down on the dirt below. Arching herself onto all fours again, 'Defend yourself,' she raced forward. she hissed, her paws trampling against the soft mesh of yellows and browns of the sand, causing small beads to rip into the air. ooc: short. -.- remember the sound of broken bones

[Midnightstar]

Burningpaw rolled his eyes, then, as Brittlestep came toward him, shoved his shoulder out to block her, I bet she'll break some bones from this! It's hard training with a mentor as weak as this! The apprentice thought, a cruel smirk crossing his face as he watched his mentor through narrowed eyes. The tom sighed as he waited for the attack to come, Too slow! I should just do this.. He began to put up a paw and waited for Brittlestep to come close enough to him that he could attack- and he was going to unsheath his claws. He didn't really care if he got in trouble or not- it didn't matter to him, he just wanted to get Brittlestep either angry or have some broken bones- it's all funny to Burningpaw.

[мυsε★]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,500,true][bg=220000] Brittlestep This was enough for Brittlestep, it was clear now. Her apprentice was not nearly as strong as she thought. He was pathetic. He couldn't even listen. As her paws sped ever closer to the flame pelted tom, she didn't halt to plan an attack instead she bolted aiming straight for his unguarded chest, well aware that instead of defending he was going to attempt an attack. With a soft hiss, as her lungs labored for more air, the female plowed into the apprentice's chest well aware that his claws would most likely lash out, but her own claws were already unsheathed against the tender flesh of his stomach. A place of deadly precision. remember the sound of broken bones

[Midnightstar]

Burningpaw spat as claws hit his stomach. His eyes grew wide and he actually aimed for Bittlestep- trying to slap her back with his claws.

(Can't think of much, sorry...)