Myrtlespeckle
|| She/her || 24 Moons || Windclan Warrior ||
"We'll start with basics then." Was all she said as they left camp. Myrtlespeckle lifted her head as the pair walked through the moors, enjoying the vast feeling of the clan's territory. The awe she felt the first time she left camp never really left her. Not being pestered with questions every five seconds helped too.
The two finally stopped in a shallow dip between two hills. The land was more narrow than wide, but the ground was even. And really, they didn't need
that much space when there wouldn't be any true sparring. Myrtlespeckle turned to face Carppaw, her bobtail doing a little swish.
"We will start with something basic: strikes with your front paw. These are incredibly versatile and will be a staple for any combatant."
The warrior settled into her usual battle stance, before demonstrating the move. A few simple swipes at an imaginary target, and even a jab in there for good measure. When she finished, she looked to the apprentice.
"Give it a try, and tell me where the most vulnerable parts of the body are."
( @Rudie - Carppaw)