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Re: ShadowClan Clearing
Tuskclaw stood at the edge of the clearing, with Russetkit standing before her. She was attempting to teach him the basics of the hunting crouch; she felt it was important for her son to know a few things before his training started.
"Make sure your wait is even," she told him gently. "So you aren't leaning too heavily on one paw or the other."
The large tabby she-cat demonstrated the crouch once again for the kitten. Russetkit nodded enthusiastically and tried to mimic it.
"Look, see! They're all even!" he squeaked triumphantly. His little tail stuck straight up in the air.
"That may be true," Tuskclaw purred, "but your tail would give you away! When hunting, it needs to be down low, but not too low . . . You don't want it dragging on the ground."
Russetkit pulled his tail down, and it brushed the ground. "Whoops," he mewed, and then it shot back up in the air the way it had been a moment before. He gave his mother a am I doing it right? look.
Tuskclaw smiled. "You're doing very well, Russet. Why don't we pretend . . ." The she-cat sat back on her hunches and pawed a pinecone over. "Pretend this is a mouse, a really juicy mouse. See if you can catch it!"
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After about half an hour of the playful training, Russetkit was getting tired, and a little bored. So, Tuskclaw led him to the prey pile to get some food before a nap.
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Last edited by Kacey!; Today at 01:12 PM.
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