Tansyjaw was spending far too much time with kits these days. As one of only two elders in the clan a lot of the kit curriculum(she still thought they were a terrible idea) fell to her to execute on. Seriously, before Bumblestar came up with this mousebrained idea, SHE should have been forced to try and teach six little nutters to climb. ESPECIALLY when one of those little nutters was Shockkit. Fortunately, the.....disruptive was probably the politest way to put it...molly had already completed the two required classes, and hopefully wouldn't be troubling Tansyjaw any further. Paws crossed.
Instead, it was Redkit and Swiftkit on the docket for today. Swiftkit had already learned climbing, so he was probably nearing his apprentice ceremony, but she had little knowledge of Redkit. No matter. As long as they weren't like Shockkit, this could progress....somewhat smoothly for all involved. With this, perhaps delusionally optimistic thought in mind, Tansyjaw called for her next
victims pupils.
Redkit! Swiftkit! We're going to do a battle lesson! she called, internally seething that kits were being made to learn battle moves. If Bumblestar wanted them to be safe, she wouldn't be giving them ideas that they might know something.
The only thing more dangerous than a kit on the battlefield(for the kit, not the cats around them) was a kit that thought they actually knew how to fight. All that would lead to would be dangerous overconfidence and a complete disregard for their own safety, and there was no guarantee that their enemies would respect the warrior code. Tansyjaw would never DREAM of harming a kit, even of Shadowclan, but the pine forest cats were notoriously unscrupulous, and probably wouldn't hesitate to dispatch such a kit. As such, she would be impressing upon Redkit and Swiftkit their own lack of training at the conclusion of the lesson, and restricting her instruction primarily to defensive moves, with a few, most basic, attacks.
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