[Spiderfrost]

Originally Posted by Arie

Weaselskip was not happy. Not at all as it seemed the calico apprentice was beating her at her own game, and the slender grey warrior lost her balance as Lilypaw pinned her down. "Guess you're not too bad at this game, little pretty flower," she laughed. But this was not the purpose of the lesson, yet nevertheless it was funny. "What an honour it is to be pinned by someone as pretty as you." With that she shook her head and rolled out from underneath the other warrior. "I see you adapted your Shadowclan techniques. However," she lifted a paw and shook it with a reprimanding look in her green eyes as she stared at the technically older cat. "You adapted what you knew.... not to what was told. You're not here to become a moor shadow are you? I thought you were here to learn how the Wind fights and how it flows." She liked that phrase and beginning to circle the other molly again she twitched her fluffed up tail. "I appreciate you showing me what to expect though, shall I ever encounter another Shadowclan cat that I cannot win over by my amazing wooing skills." She laughed once again and then stopped. "You need to stop relying on your ambush skills. Despite this area of the training moor having taller grass, the majority of the moors, especially down by the other borders it is easy to see anything that moves. Like you." She kept walking a bit, moving into the more open part of the training area. "See if you can knock me over pretty flower. This time without!" and she directed a heavy glare, "using the tall grass and your shadowclan techniques. Won't do you well if you can't adapt to new techniques."

[ lilytraining ]
Lilypaw looked like a koi fish, mouth agape in wordless shyness at the warrior underfoot and her words. She shuffled away with the fur on the back of her neck fluffing up in her flustered state. But needing to focus, she shook her head in frustration. Every other word out of Weaselskips mouth seemed like some kind of complement. It could also serve as an apparently great distraction for someone like her not use to it.

Thank the stars she is never going to actually meet Weasel on the battlefield as an opponent. Lilypaw doesn't know what would be worse, dying from catching fire in her shocked embarrasment, or being so distracted by words she's never had to deflect before that she gets a claw to the throat.

"I have not actually had a training session with the warrior in charge of me yet, so I only have what i already know to work off of." she informed.

"But yes...I agreed to learn your ways." she conceded to her lecture. She hummed then.

"Should you find yourself in a fight with any Shadowclan warrior, there is more than sneak attacks you will have to watch out for she admitted. A part of her worried if it was wise to talk about her home clan and their own ways. But she was Windclan now, and she wanted to serve and protect this clan more than she ever had her own home. Letting them be prepared after such hardships and Icestars play for power seemed wiser than staying silent.

The demoted she-cat listened intently to Weaselskips words. Her mind trying to work out what she knows, what she can adapt in open grounds, and what she will honestly just have to make up on the fly. An idea formed, and Weasel told her to knock her down.

The calico recalled the way the Windclan cats ran and changed up her stance a bit before bolting to the grey warriors side. However, instead of running right past, the molly twisted her body, digging her front claws into the ground and used the momentum to lift her back legs to aim a kick out at Weaselskips side.