"Erm..." Wolfhive honestly didn't know what that meant. Go back? Keep going? "I'll take that as a you'd like to head back?" Assuming that to be the case-- unless otherwise indicated-- he moved to grab the chipmunk. "Grab your mouse and let's get goin' then."
"Erm..." Wolfhive honestly didn't know what that meant. Go back? Keep going? "I'll take that as a you'd like to head back?" Assuming that to be the case-- unless otherwise indicated-- he moved to grab the chipmunk. "Grab your mouse and let's get goin' then."
Crowpaw
Purrks: Heightened Perception and Agatha Kitty
@taillow
Hunting sounded a lot easier than Crowpaw had imagined. But like everything in life, he had to perfect the skill through practice. Many warriors in the Clans were excellent hunters. They had to be to survive, after all. With Redstalk's approval, Crowpaw finally began to feel like he was doing something right in his training. Although his mentor did mention squirrels and mice in specifics, the young tom felt like stalking was something he needed to focus on with every animal the Clan hunted.
As she went on to describe the hunter's crouch, Crowpaw's stomach began to twist. He wasn't sick, thankfully, but he was concerned. Concerned about being able to stalk the prey correctly, what with his half-blind eye and all. He couldn't exactly see perfectly out of it. But so long as he kept his tail straight out behind him and kept his weight in his hind legs, he should be fine. Right?
Crowpaw tried his best to copy the she-cat's demonstration, though he didn't know if it was correct. It all felt... stiff, if that was the right word to describe how he looked. His hind legs were not used to all that weight being put on them, so the way his toe beans pressed into the dirt below felt just as weird as he probably looked. Are my feet even in the right position? He stared at Redhawk, who had already pointed out a squirrel at the base of a tree. But before he tried his luck at actual hunting, he wanted to double check his positioning and make sure he'd actually manage stalking. "Am I doing this right?"
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ThunderClan: Crowpaw (Purrks: Heightened Perception (hearing), Agatha Kitty (clue and inconsistency finder)
WindClan: None
ShadowClan: None
RiverClan: None
Outsiders: None
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"The forest will tremble under your might!" Wolfpaw purred at her enthusiasm. "Our enemies won't know what hit them with your lightning-speed." She copied the move pretty well, and he was confident in time she'd master the concept without issue. As long as she kept working on being quick on her paws, she'd be excellent at strategic manuevers. "I don't envy the cats that face you in the future, you're gonna show them you're not to be messed with!"
He didn't miss her being out of breath, though. "Do you wanna break or keep going? I don't wanna overwork you, especially on your first round." He could kidnap her again for some exercises - he doubt Bumba would mind.
Lightningpaw
Prissy ⋆ Bratty ⋆ Self serving ⋆ Neutral
“No it's ok, I’ll wait for you to kiss my paws.”
Lightningpaw purred when she was compliment and allowed it to go straight to her head. She was going to be the greatest fighter for there to have ever been and she would be able to thank Wolfhive. "They will be wondering why our clan isn't called Lightningclan given how fast I move!" She cheered.
She took a few good breaths before she shook her head. "No I think I could do one more technique before tapping out." Lightningpaw said. She was getting tired but she wanted to shove it to all the other apprentices by showing how good of a fighter she was. Though in her mind she was already so much better than all the others but where was the sin of being even better?
Taking her eyes off the squirrel and back onto Crowpaw, Redhawk moved around him to check his positioning. "Here, try this," she took a paw and aimed to nudge his back legs a bit more apart. "If you can, t-try to get lower to the ground, and maybe move forward a paw step or t-two to see how best to distribute your weight." Outside of that it would just take some practice. "If you continue to move, it'll help with t-the crouch not feeling as sss-stiff."
Sliding into the crouch again, Red demonstrated how she got lower to the ground and kept her legs enough apart so that they weren't smushed together, allowing her to move a bit more freely. Her tail remained straight out behind her until she turned and stood once more, nodding for Crowpaw to try it this time. Her eyes glanced at the squirrel that was over in the other small clearing patch, taking note how it seemed to now be preoccupied with digging a hole.
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