[Socks]

Originally Posted by RedHead

"Denying perfection is denying the hard work to get there." Lightbubble meowed, tilting his head a little. "And that's not exactly the best way to become a warrior but well... you do you kid." The creamy tom shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly. He would give advice and wise words but he wasn't going to force them upon Littlepaw. If the tom wanted to be "just good enough," then that was his problem and his thing to deal with. Not Lightbubble's.
The tom fell silent to watch his apprentice pounce at the fern, his ears flattening as he missed the fern. "Well, if you're aiming to kill your prey by squishing it, then do it that way." Lightbubble meowed, glancing at the ferns now crushed underneath Littlepaw's stomach and back legs. "If you want to jump with more power like that, then the aim is to jump higher and land closer and harder. Not jump farther and land softer. Your goal is to stalk as close to the prey as you can, you know. So you don't have to jump like that and possibly twist a leg." Lightbubble twitched his tail, glancing around before pointing his paw towards a clump of wildflowers. "Try that one now. Remember, get close, and jump less."

Littlepaw stared at his paws while he listened to the words of his mentor. Lightbubble's advice was good, he seemed okay at this mentoring thing. He wasn't one to deny someone's good aspects because of one thing he didn't like, he just usually tended to focus on what he didn't like. Such as some of the ways this mentor of his spoke. Kicking out with his back legs, he trampled the fern he'd failed to leap on. His attention turned to the wildflowers he was pointed towards. "Yeah, alright." He nonchalantly lowered himself once more, focusing his eyes on bunch of colours that blurred together with the more he stared. Jump higher and land closer, all right, easy enough. He slithered forward until he felt like he was close enough, closer than previously but not enough to get a face full of pollen. He lined his body up and with one swift movement pushed himself up, outstretching his paws so they crushed the flowers under his weight. "There, dun it!" He turned with a more happy look in his eyes, still rather nonchalant with his posture.