[dino.]

[ @Phoenix Fall ]

Stonenettle's ears flattened against his head, trying to block out the sound of Lightningpaw's chattering. Skies, he just had to have gotten stuck with the crow disguised as a cat. Fantastic. A growl rumbled deep in his throat as the apprentice smacked into his side. "Stop thinking about rocks," he snapped. "Start thinking about training and paying attention. Those are your new things to like. Start liking them. Forget about rocks." He didn't care about Whowasitpaw or Nobodycareskit - as long as Lightningpaw didn't bring them into every single conversation. But the rocks were going to be a distraction.

His muzzle rippled in unconcealed disappointment and disgust as Lightningpaw slipped and fell. "All right. I wasn't expecting you to be good, but clearly we have some work to do." He stood up and dropped into his own hunting crouch, a perfect rendition of what most other warriors used. "Paws, shoulders-width apart. Tail low, but not touching the ground. Keep your weight balanced between all four paws, or you'll be toppling over like an overweight badger. When you're stalking prey, step quietly. No one likes a warrior who sounds like a moose trying to be stealthy."