Fighting Flowing Flower Style [P][T]

[Nahbois]

Myrtlespeckle
|| She/her || 24 Moons || Windclan Warrior ||

Truth be told, these last few moons had blurred together for Myrtlespeckle. There were warrior tasks and the threats to the clan, but it didn't feel like she had done all that much. It was that thought that greeted her early in the morning, and spurred her to decide that today she would give a lesson to an apprentice.

As the bob tailed she-cat entered the Clearing, she looked around for an apprentice to recruit. Bright blue eyes landed on one: Carppaw. Sunstorm mentioned her previously. Myrtlespeckle approached her, clearing her throat to announce her presence. "Carppaw, are you free for training?" With any luck, she will have caught the apprentice without any lessons planned for the day.


( @Rudie - Carppaw)

[Rudie]

- Carppaw-

She/ Her / 9 moons / Windclan apprentice
18/100
Purrks: Lyrebird’s lullaby [Inactive]

Carppaw sat around as she was told to do so. Sunstorm must be busy doing his usual warrior duties and promised her that she will be given additional training from Myrtlespeckle. She doesn’t know her yet, but she’s in high hopes that Myrtlespeckle will be as gentle as her mentor.

The ticked apprentice nudges around a rolling pebble with her paw as she sits at the corner of the clearing. She’s not sure what kind of skill they’ll focus on in the next training session, but it should be somewhat related to hunting, right? Perhaps some bit of rabbit hunting?

Unexpectedly, Carppaw hears a sudden throat clearing sound. She looks up, only to see the presence of the bob-tailed warrior. She twitched at first, startled from the approach, but she soon recovered as if nothing happened in particular. This should be Myrtlespeckle, Carppaw believed. “Yup!” Carppaw chirruped with a large nod. She stood up on all four paws without delay and faintly bounces on the same spot, ready for whatever she would face with. “You're Myrtlespeckle, right? Right?”

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[Nahbois]

Myrtlespeckle
|| She/her || 24 Moons || Windclan Warrior ||

It made Myrtlespeckle feel good that her name was known. Maybe she was finally building up a reputation? Or was it just that Sunstorm had told his apprentice about her? She had mentioned being willing to help out with Carppaw's training last they spoke. Thinking about it now, it was surely the latter. She decided to not let it wound her pride, as one would lead to another. If anything, it just meant they could skip introductions.

"Yes." She said with a nod. The white and fawn she-cat turned, speaking over her shoulder as she headed towards the camp's entrance. "Let's go find somewhere suitable for practice. Stick close." Myrtlespeckle did not want the trouble of losing an apprentice. "Do you have any combat training?"

( @Rudie - Carppaw)

[Rudie]

- Carppaw-

She/ Her / 9 moons / Windclan apprentice
21/100
Purrks: Lyrebird’s lullaby [Inactive]

“Well, not yet.” The apprentice answered with a little shake of her head. So combat training, hm? It’s uncertain what she’ll await from that kind of education. She has witnessed many cats returning from their harsh battle, and some didn’t even manage to return. But she surely wouldn’t experience all of that when it comes to training, right?

She follows close next to the warrior while her hazel eyes gaze down to the surface. Who knows what Shrikepaw is currently doing? She looks back up as they entered the vast moorlands as if it was the first time, which makes her feel a bit better than usual. Sitting around in the camp isn’t something she enjoys in particular.

It was silent between the two Windclan cats, until they finally found an ideal spot to train combat with. “Neat!” She gradually smiles for now, just to brighten up the mood between the two.

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[Nahbois]

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)

[Rudie]

- Carppaw-

She/ Her / 9 moons / Windclan apprentice
22/100
Purrks: Lyrebird’s lullaby [Inactive]

Oh, right. The basics. Alright, Carppaw. You got this. Carppaw lifts up her right paw, and looks back to the horizon, picturing it as if someone before her is a rival cat. With her brows boldly furrowed, she unsheathes her claws and makes a strong swipe in midair. Then another one, along with another forepaw held ready for a few more blows. Some are targeted towards the upper direction, some aimed at the lower section. “Did I do good?”

As she made her final stab, she paused for a minute, as if she forgot something in detail. Right, the vulnerable parts. How could she recognize the vulnerable parts? Perhaps something that she’s uncomfortable to be touched with? “Let me guess…. the bellyyyyyy...?” She widely grits her teeth while uncertainly drawing out the final word.

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[Nahbois]

Myrtlespeckle
|| She/her || 24 Moons || Windclan Warrior ||

Myrtlespeckle silently watched as Carppaw practiced. Hm, unsheathing her claws made sense if they were to fight, but Windclan was civilized, unlike some other clans. Still, she waited until the russet apprentice finished her set before speaking up. "It's good to show initiative, but practicing will take place without claws."

It was just the two of them, and Myrtlespeckle was sure she could handle Carppaw, but in the future? She didn't want to be held liable for potential accidents. The warrior approached Carppaw and started to speak again, "Yes, the belly and by extension your chest. But also your neck," She tried to press a paw against the apprentice's neck - not to hurt but for demonstration - and then on her brow, "and your eyes. Injuring your leg can be detrimental, but not as vital as those three. You can fight without seeing, but you would be at a disadvantage."

Myrtlespeckle stepped back, leaving a three tails length distance between the two. "Now, try to land a blow on me without claws. When you land one, we will move on."

( @Rudie - Carppaw)