no angst PISTACHIOS FOREVER [ ☼ ] HUNTING TRAINING


It was no secret where Burnstorm's expertise lay. He was named for it, after all. That turbulent strength that rippled through his body with every movement, the claws that he kept sharp and thee fighting skills he tried to hone in order to become someone of whom his first mentor would be proud. But he had been ordered to host a training session, and training was about sharpening skills that one may not be the strongest in. He is sure there would be shock when he announced that he was holding a hunting training session, but he brushed it off as he headed for the sandy hollow with anyone who wanted to join him in tow.

"All right, show me your best hunter's crouch" he instructs one of them, golden eyes focused on the cat before him, but in his peripherals he is aware of the bodies around them practicing various other moves. Silent paws gliding over the sand, a form leaping into the air to catch invisible prey. It felt good to be teaching again. Soon, he would have an apprentice of his own. In less than a moon, he realizes with a small start. But for now, this was enough.
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    BURNSTORM THUNDERCLAN LEAD WARRIOR ; HE / HIM ; BROTHER TO MORNINGPAW, MOONWHISPER, HOWLFIRE, FIREFLYGLOW, SKYCLAW & DUSKBIRD ; MATE TO ROEFLAME ; FATHER TO DOVEKIT, BEETLEKIT, AND LITTLEKIT
    A large, sharp tongued, tom with long black fur and golden, oval shaped, eyes.
    Difficult in battle. A skilled fighter + fights honorably