private WOULDN’T IT BE NICE // training

[FORESTSHADE]

// @orchidpaw @Sweetpaw

Forestshade sits with her side leaning lazily against the Burnt Sycamore. Her ears are trained forward and flicking frequently to keep track of the spar her two apprentices compete in. It is no secret Orchidpaw is at a major advantage; not only is she older and more experienced than her own kit, but Sweetpaw’s lack of sight almost guarantees his defeat in any confrontation like this. That is, unless they can learn to grapple down an opponent long enough to win, and more importantly, survive. So while she fully expects Orchidpaw to sweep the floor with her younger peer, the torbie hopes these spars will help them to practice how to defend themselves if ever faced with battle.

“Listen hard, Sweetpaw. Most attacks you’ll be blind to, but with luck she’ll make a hard or sloppy step and you’ll at least know where she is,” The warrior calls to them, tail wrapping around her paws.​

 

[Sweetpaw]

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Sweetpaw didn't see why he had to learn to fight given he couldn't see, the sense of sound alone wasn't going to keep his fur on his pelt and he intended to just dedicate his efforts in ShadowClan to hunting only, but as Forestshade gave her instruction he nodded with a quiet numbness. Self-defense was important, he guessed, but it still didnt make him feel any less uneasy about the entire thing. The dark apprentice's ears pinned back as he listened carefully for Orchidpaw's movements, head tilting and turning in the direction the sounds resonated from in a desperate effort to keep track of her but it was already hard just to determine by pacing alone - he had no idea how he would do it when the other apprentice was moving with intent and purpose to batter him.

ʚɞ ･ﾟ･ sweet like honey - little yellow bees ʚɞ ｡･sweet honey nights & golden honey days

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  Sweetpaw
  —⊰⋅ Apprentice of ShadowClan
  —⊰⋅ They/Them
  "SPEECH", 'THOUGHTS', ATTACK
  —⊰⋅ LH Solid black w/golden eyes (Is Blind)
  

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