Battle Basics [Open to ShC]

[SuspiciousMindz]

[Hawkbite]
Enforcer Commander
Shadow Fiend | Agatha Kitty | Kitty Softpaws

It'd come to the Commanders attention that many of the apprentices were undertrained. They had little to no training, actually. Especially the group of -ark kittens that had been named about a moon ago.

How irritating.

So, in his typical manner, he'd made a short announcement that he'd be holding a battle training class. Now, who gathered? Only time would tell.

@Poprock - Moonpaw | @alec - Rookpaw | @Tempest - Fenpaw | @Mica - Birdpaw | @zozelen - Brownpaw | @Hound - Kestrelpaw | @chickadee - Gracklepaw | @Myling - Willowpaw

[SuspiciousMindz]

[Rainpaw]
ShadowClan Apprentice
No Purrks

The apprentice bounded over, enthralled by the class. She hadn't been super impressed by her mentor so far and was looking forward to training under someone who knew what they were doing. Not that she didn't think her mentor new. . . she was just falling behind because of how long it was taking to get the training going.

Rainpaw sat down in front of Hawkbite, staring at the Commander eagerly.

[alec]

->> rookpaw <<-
[ she/they | shadowclan | 14moons | purrks ]
a scarred dark blueish grey cat with minimal white markings and grey eyes

with the promise of training presented to her rookpaw had approached the enforcer, hawkbite, with interest. shadowclan enforcers seemed to be more engaged in their actual jobs than any of the lionhearts she had seen the past few moons and rookpaw could see why. dawnstar was definitely not a cat she would want to be caught by while slacking on duty. her mind wandered briefly, to cobwebpaw and how much the other molly had been behind, despite having been a apprentice for longer than rook. the apprentice was curious when cobwebpaw would become a warrior, she didnt expect it to have happened yet, but would remember to halfheartedly look around at the next gathering she would attend. in all honesty, they didnt care muchrook sat, striped tail curling over equally white paws and let her grey gaze wander over the clearing, most cats seemed disinterested and no other apprentices had gathered yet, it looked like she was one of the first, good.


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[Luminous]

Pigeonpaw
@SuspiciousMindz

It was so funny you know she just been pondering about when she would get her first fighting lesson. Of course, no one would catch positive little Pidge sulking, but she was a bit sad that it had happened yet - she wanted to learn how to punch badguys dammit! But then, as if by magic, an opportunity presented itself - or rather, called from across the camp. Well either way Pigeonpaw wasn't one to turn down free knowledge when it walked out and told her to get her but over there! So with an excited grin on her face, the grey apprentice flew up and bounded over to Hawkbite.

[Hound]

Kestrelpaw
7 moons || ShadowClan || short-haired blue tom with amber eyes
tags @SuspiciousMindz


Kestrelpaw sat beside the Apprentices' den, grooming himself as usual. With no tasks to do, he could only sunbathe and groom himself until new orders or training came. In all emphasis of the word he was bored—very bored, extremely bored; about to run into a wall just to see what would happen bored. For days, days! he'd practically been begging his mentor to take him out for more stealth training or hunting, or literally to do anything.

Lucky for him, his salvation came in a call from across the camp. A battle training class? Battle training! This was exactly what he'd been waiting for. Well, not exactly, but close enough! Without a moment's hesitation, he bounded over to sit in front of the enforcer, Hawkbite, barely pausing to glance around and see who else was joining. "Finally! Something interesting to do!" he muttered to himself.

[chickadee]

Gracklepaw bounded over with a grin.

[WILL FIX LATER]

[Myling]

〚~Willow'Paw~〛
| 9 Moons | ShadowClan Apprentice | Female, She/Her | Purrks:
Kitty Soft Paws, Heightened Perception [smell]
[a small, fluffy tortoiseshell she-cat with pale green eyes and an atrociously fluffy tail]

Willowpaw, knew it would come someday. She'd have to learn how to not die to another cat sometime. And, yes, while she would love to delay for as long as possible, she was decently sure that was fairly punishable by good-bai-to-u. So when Hawkbite's call rang out for how2murdersomeone training, she hesitantly waddled over. There were a few other apprentices, all needing battle training. She hoped she wouldn't have to spar with anyone yet, because that would possibly make her stomach do a barrel roll and probably kill her. So, free advice: Don't make ur stomach do a barel rol, becuz u will die.
She, as of now, was not following that very wise sentence of advice.


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[SuspiciousMindz]

[Hawkbite]
Enforcer Commander
Shadow Fiend | Agatha Kitty | Kitty Softpaws

TIMELINE WISE, THIS WILL TAKE PLACE AND CONCLUDE BEFORE THE RAID.
THIS CAN COUNT TOWARDS TRAINING TO PARTICPATE IN THE RAID.

An impatient growl rumbled from the Commanders throat as apprentices seemed to take their sweet time showing up to his call. Well, if they didn't want to learn, that wasn't on him, but he'd give everyone interested one last chance to show up.

"I'm moving on whether you show up or not!" His call rang through the clearing.

..

Assuming the gathering cats all finally decided to make their ways over, Hawkbite led the group of apprentices out into the territory. With everything happening lately, he stuck close to the camp, but they needed the trees for this training exercise. He began with a very simple move. A warm-up. However, it was important if they wanted to succeed.

"To start, we're going to be finding a tree to swing our claws at. It's a basic attack, but the core move to almost every attack you'll need," The Commander padded over to a tree of his own, revealing his claws and aiming a trained blow a the bark of the pine tree. The bark pieces went flying, hitting any of the apprentices that dared to venture too closely.

"The key to this move is making sure your claws do not get stuck. Swing until your claws swipe cleanly through the bark. Use the momentum of your swing to do it, no the strength in your leg if that makes sense. Your muscles will develop there with time."

"I'll be around to assist and give tips where needed."

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How This Works
> I'll be posting a date for Hawk's next post.
> Your apprentice has until the next group post to make a reply.
> You're welcome to make multiple posts and interact with peers and/or Hawk himself.
> After two skips, your apprentice will have failed the class.

Hawks Next Group Post: June 7th
Can be sooner if everyone replies before the date.

 

@Poprock - Moonpaw | @alec - Rookpaw | @Tempest - Fenpaw | @Mica - Birdpaw | @zozelen - Brownpaw | @Hound - Kestrelpaw | @chickadee - Gracklepaw | @Myling - Willowpaw | @Luminous - Pigeonpaw

[SuspiciousMindz]

[Rainpaw]
ShadowClan Apprentice
No Purrks

So far, none of her siblings had decided to show. That was odd. Had they already completed their training?! Was she that far behind!? Oh no. Oh gosh. The anxiety in her chest was rising at the thought.

..

Taking a seat by a tree as instructed, Rainpaw observed from a safe distance as the Commander demonstrated the swing and she watched the bark fly. Her eyes rounded with amazement. He made that look so easy! Obviously it couldn't be that hard then, right!

Focusing her attention on the tree she had chosen, Rainpaw unshealthed her claws and attempted to mimic the Commanders swing. The first time was not a success. Her claws pulled, getting stuck in the bark and with a low hiss of agitation, the molly retracted.

Okay, try again.

Second time, almost! She now understood why he mentioned not to use the muscles in her leg. She'd uninentionally tried it, getting stuck at the last bit of the bark. Another hiss.

Third time, success! Rainpaw swiped with a little more motion in her body, sending her claws flying with more momentum and her making a clean slice through the bark. Yes! I did it!

She tried this move a couple more times. She was going to perfect it. She was the perfect little apprentice after all, nothing could be less than that. She had to make her family proud, regardless of their standing right now. She had to prove to her clanmates that she was worth the trouble, even with her fainting spells.

[Myling]

〚~Willow'Paw~〛
| 9 Moons | ShadowClan Apprentice | Female, She/Her | Purrks:
Kitty Soft Paws, Heightened Perception [smell]
[a small, fluffy tortoiseshell she-cat with pale green eyes and an atrociously fluffy tail]

She fidgeted. Willowpaw was hesitantly wondering what would happen if she just miraculously faded into nothingness to avoid a battle lesson. She thankfully didn't have much time to wait for more apprentices, with her anxiety filled brain doing finger guns to her that said: 'Guuess who's baaack?'. Hawkbite called that they were going now, which would serve well against her mind annoying her with that one embarrassing moment that happened moons ago. Ok, maybe this wasn't so bad. So they were going out of camp, alright, alright. So they were going Into The Wild. Nature-y and plant-y scents pelted at her nose, and she was still not used to the new territory they'd claimed. The evergreen forest smelled a bit funny, if she was being honest. Then yet again, it was probably just the new place, given that they'd been surrounded by pines in they're last territory. And, oh, yeah. Here she was. In the forest, her very most favorite place in the world. The most bestest place to be to ever have to be be-ing at. Not like it held every single thing that could kill her or anything.

She was happy they didn't go too far out, but what she wasn't as happy about was using her claws. She watched Hawkbite scratch at a tree, sending wood for a small ride on aladin's carpet. She didn't get blasted with tree skin, as she was staying far away from the stuff being clawed at. She had a small wave of sympathy for the tree. 'Won't the it feel sad? What if the tree also has feelings? What if we could be friends?' She took a moment to process what she'd just thought. Maybe she should actually just take away her right to thinking.

Willowpaw had no idea how to not get one's claws stuck in bark for eternity, and she really felt like it was impossible to get a clean swipe at the bark. When Hawkbite finished up with the tree, she looked to the right, and suddenly. Her first victim. She really didn't know why it felt so hard to scratch a tree. It was probably her brain imagining another cat there, and when she thought about that, it made her feel sick. Her stomach was starting to look up "Do a barrel roll" on google. She closed the gap between her and the all mighty wood bearer. She slashed her claws at it.

The world somehow didn't try to rip itself inside out, so, uh, yippee? Willowpaw somehow managed to not loose a whole claw there, but there was barely a mark on the wood. She twitched her ear. She tried again, this time putting her whole arm into the swing. She yelped quietly, her claws protesting after the rough bark. So definitely not that.


[ not re-read, may be a bit sloppy since i'm tired ; -; ]

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