"My legs feel much more flexible now." Bouncepaw observes, done with the bouncing and stretching. He feels a lot better too. Then with a lot more cheek, he meows, "Daf, I feel like I might be able to win against you this time. I feel great. "
He glances at Crowbreeze and his sister with partial worry and partial excitement, "Are we running now?"
Daffodilpaw nodded eagerly in agreement with Bouncepaw. "Yeah! Me too!" She chirped, bouncing to her right and then her left. "Let's do this, Mr. Crowbreeze sir!" She almost felt like racing her brother to warm up, but she wasn't sure how Crowbreeze would feel about that. He might feel left out, or even upset him for interrupting the lesson. But an itch burned in her muscles, she needed to move.
Vinepaw
9 Moons
He/Him
Vinepaw watched Lightningpaw’s attempts with a nod of encouragement. He adjusted his own stance to align with Crowtooth’s instructions, demonstrating a smoother crouch.
He stepped closer, showing a more refined position with a slight shift of his weight. He kept his feedback simple, “Try to keep your weight balanced and low,” he said quietly, giving Lightningpaw a supportive look.
He then offered a small, understanding smile, ready to continue practicing alongside him
Company. Silverrose has always been sceptical of other's company, and all the more since her return. But all the same, regardless of how fake or prone to betrayal others may be... She wasn't blind to a young cat's need for socialisation. Something she greatly lacked in her youth, for the worse. Her eyes briefly turned to Barleypaw,, pondering Hawkfur's offer with care. But the truth was, despite her own reservations, this wasn't just good for Barleypaw's social life (and hers; don't tell her that), but it was a good chance to further work on Barleypaw's cooperation with clanmates. Group hunting sessions were common, and seen her apprentice's skill in hunting, she had no doubt this would be a difficult lesson. So, ultimately, Silverrose offered Hawkfur a lightened look followed by a soft, though reserved, nod. ''Very well. Barleypaw's hunting is quite acceptable as well, she merely requires this practice. A second pair couldn't do any harm, now could it?''
She hummed, coveredly seeking Barleypaw's preference on the matter.
Re: Training Day
