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Originally Posted by Morrigan

Venompaw
Shadowclan apprentice
Purrk: Shadow fiend(inactive)

Venompaw grumbled softly as a nudge woke her from her deep slumber. "Wha..?" Blinking sleep from her eyes, she drowsily sat up in a sloppy sitting position. Lesson time...oh!! Snapping out of her sleepy trance, the apprentice gave her pelt a brief shake before launching herself out the exit and racing past Newtbelly. Not considering the chance that manically bolting like that could knock her mentor over, or at least cause some disturbance.

"What're we doing?! Better be something fun!" Grinning hysterically as paced around in an excited trot. Wonder what she'd be learning today! Quietraven had already taught her how to hunt so she did not want to repeat that fiasco. Attempting to somewhat push Newtbelly towards the exit with her body she continued eagerly yelling the poor man. "C'mon, c'mon!! Let's get goin'!!!"

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Newtbelly
he/him | 24 moons
Agatha Kitty, Shadow Fiend, Killer Aptitude T2, Kitty Softpaws
ShadowClan Enforcer

header: @/daragca

Enthusiasm was always good, at least, he’d thought so until now. Venompaw’s sudden exit changed his mind quickly. He’d already dealt with Tickpaw going missing, he was not going to deal with another one! Sure, she knew the territory, but she didn't know how to fight other cats yet, never mind predators. “Venompaw!!” He called sternly, turning around, but not bothering to chase after her. A relaxed sigh escaped him, as he saw she hadn’t gone far at all. “Do not go running off like that.” He scolded, but it was clear he wasn’t quite angry. "I know it's exciting, but it's dangerous out there." He didn't have it in him to get angry at apprentices, unless they were bing exceptionally cocky.

"But yes, it is something fun, a personal favourite, actually." He finally exited camp, leading the way through the territory. Combat had always been second to stealth for him, or perhaps on par. As an apprentice, he'd been desperate to prove himself (perhaps that never went away), and combat had proved the perfect opportunity. His enthusiasm for it had certainly secured Owlthroat's favour. "Today, we're doing combat." He announced, coming to a stop in the Dawning Woods. It was a good place for a first session, plenty of shadows, but plenty of light. A good mix. "Let's start with basics, though. Show me your best battle stance." He adopted one himself, lowering closer to the ground, knees bend and ready to spring, tail tucked neatly out of the way.