[Captain]

@CandyFlossCat

Flintheart gave a lightened sigh as he padded along to the training cave, where all the apprentices of Thunderclan were trained in the art of battle and just combat in general. The grey-furred male had not been here in many years and it reminded him of the distant of how ruthless his own mentor was to him during training. He glanced behind him to make sure the young male was following him and sure enough, the respectable Ebonypaw was not far behind him. He had to admit, as the more days that he spent training the apprentice, the more fond he seemed to grow towards the smaller tom-cat, but he shook his head, knowing that it was not right for the older warrior to get soft right now. Flintheart halted at the edge of the cave, resting on his haunches as he looked down at his apprentice with a look of determined focus in order to train his student. “Alright, Ebonypaw. Today will be your first day learning about fighting and how to protect yourself, including the ones that you love.” The mentor explained, “Can you tell me what you know about combat already? I have heard that instead of hunting, fighting is more your strong suit. I am rather curious to know what you already know, if you catch my drift.” Flintheart was a mysterious, yet calmed warrior who enjoyed training younger cats, but he was also rather interested in getting to know the intelligence of the youth of the clan that he had been raised in - things like this always seemed to intrigue him.