Wolfpaw took a second to glance at Badgerpaw to see if she was okay before attempting to tackle Lotusheart from the side.


@Shadeleaf @Evie @ChillCat

Wolfpaw crashed into Brightpaw and rolled away before bumping into a stone, he was very dizzy and he looked around for a few moments before getting up and running towards Lotusheart and attempting to slide under her and catch her off balance by swiping at one of her paws.

@Shadeleaf @Evie @ChillCat

Wolfpaw clumsily got up, seeing Lotusheart was actually starting to have some trouble he tried to leap on the her as she tried to roll away.


@ChillCat @Shadeleaf @Evie

Wolfpaw kept clinging on to Lotusheart, trying to nip at her ears.
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Originally Posted by mellifluentCurator (Post 823215) Mosspaw nods, taking the older tom's paw and heaving himself up. He shakes out his fur, head spinning not just from his fall but also from the sheer amount of information he was just given. He stands still a moment, taking in everything his mentor told him and filing it away. After a minute or so, he shakes himself out again and flops down onto the hard-packed dirt with a huff. "This is hard," he complains, tail-tip ticking.

[Yes, yes. Then his official training will be done]

Cricketchirp was honestly started more than scared, amd as he opened his mouth to say 'yes, sir', Sootflare had already dropped him back in, getting yet another lung full of water.
Ohhhhh, great.
He had no idea how this worked, but he needed to try or Sootflare would have to save him again. As much of an ass as he's seen Sootflare be to some other cats (rightfully so, he would say about some of them), he doubted the deputy had it in him to just let a clanmate drown in the name of training.
His legs kicked out, but directed downward so he could finally bob to the surface, sputtering and spitting the water out, mouth and nose just barely staying above water.
He groan as he glanced back to the training island. It seemed so far away and his legs felt like led.
Whatever.
He began paddling slowly, annoyed he couldn't quite get his head up without splashing more water into his face and very slowly, he swam over. It way too long, but he finally managed.
Once he could touch the ground, he dipped under and shot out, not bothering to swim the last tail length until he could run without dunking under.
He looked back to Sootflare, shivering slightly and all around looking pitifully like a drowned rat, showing that most of his size was his wiry fur and he was pretty thin everywhere.
"Are we done trying to drown me?"

@wnder

Originally Posted by Zesty Mango (Post 819095) Fennelheart smirked,” Defend yourself. I need to see how your instincts and reflexes are.“ she explained before springing forward trying to pounce on Bristlepaw.

-Bristlepaw-

With a roll of his eyes, Fennelheart was already on top of him. He hadn’t been taking it too seriously before but now, this elder was going to get it. Pinning his ears back, he pushed up with all his force on the warrior. Which did practically nothing as he was straight out of the nursery. And even with his larger size, her skill beat him already. He just gave up, an annoyed frown pulling at his features as he laid on his back. “Get off.” Bristlepaw grumbled blandly, ready to call it a day and sleep.

Originally Posted by Zesty Mango (Post 825543) Fennelheart easily trampled him and was a bit disappointed by that,” I see you have no defense skills, next time, try to dodge my attack, stepping to the side, or ducking from the blow. Or roll out of the way, if they are targeting under you, try jumping out of the way. We’ll try this again.“ she meowed expecting Bristlepaw to try what she suggested, as this time she did a simpler move of shooting a paw out aiming to swat him on the side with it. This had many ways to be avoided, he could duck to avoid it, back up, take a step to the side, or drop low. All would work.

-Bristlepaw-

Already annoyed at losing, Bristlepaw readied himself. He sure wasn’t going to let himself be embarrassed like his mother did so. Many. Times.
Dropping low and dodging the simple attack, he pushed on his hind legs, propelling him forward hopefully into his older mentor’s chest.