Cinderpaw's features softened as the younger apprentice questioned if their training would turn into brutality.
"None. I promise, You all are safe with me. But I need to make sure you all are ready to... to protect yourselves, if it does turn bloody. I would never force you into battle, but the rest of the clans don't... care."
Silence lapsed over the hulking tabby for a moment as she turned away from the apprentices, face twisting with grief. It was not a fate it seemed like any of them could be spared of; not Lionpaw four seasons ago, and not any of these three now. She knew drawing and having your own blood drawn was a part of the warrior life at its' core, but she'd seen her own clan force their youngest into being brutalized more times than she could count. When was the last time she'd seen a warrior hurt to save an apprentice?
Her mind blanked, and she could feel the pit in her stomach sink further. Dammit, she needed to think about anything but this before she got heated. Turning back to the trio, Cinderpaw attempted to give Pebblepaw a reassuring pat before answering Goldenpaw's question.
"They like sneaking through the shadows so we can't see them. Can't wait for the day when there's no shadows and they can't surprise us like cowards." She let out a dry snort.
"That's why it's important to be quiet when preparing for battle - you don't want to give up your location to anyone who might be watching. You guys know your hunting crouches, right? They're the best to move around soundlessly."
"Now, who wants to try the move I just showed you and learn how to flip your enemy over your back?"
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Re: i've found the strength to grow to so much more, a whisper to a roar [CLASS K]
